Even Cities Have Their Graves!

If We Love One Another, Nothing, In Truth, Can Harm Us, Whatever Mischances May Happen.

Out Of The Shadows Of Night The World Rolls Into Light.

Whenever Nature Leaves A Hole In A Person's Mind, She Generally Plasters It Over With A Thick Coat Of Self-conceit.

When She Had Passed, It Seemed Like The Ceasing Of Exquisite Music.

Down Sank The Great Red Sun, And In Golden, Glimmering Vapors Veiled The Light Of His Face, Like The Prophet Descending From Sinai.