For As Nightingales Do Upon Glow-worms Feed,

Hell Is More Bearable Than Nothingness.

Leave The Poor Some Time For Self-improvement. Let Them Not Be Forced To Grind The Bones Out Of Their Arms For Bread, But Have Some Space To Think And Feel Like Moral And Immortal Creatures.

Prayer Is The Spirit Speaking Truth To Truth.

What Are Ye Orbs? The Words Of God? The Scriptures Of The Skies?

And These Are Joys, Like Beauty, But Skin Deep.