My Business Is Circumference.

God Is Indeed A Jealous God. He Cannot Bear To See, That We Had Rather Not With Him, But With Each Other Play.

Life Is A Spell So Exquisite That Everything Conspires To Break It.

After A Hundred Years Nobody Knows The Place, Agony, That Enacted There, Motionless As Peace.

I Had No Monarch In My Life, And Cannot Rule Myself; And When I Try To Organize, My Little Force Explodes And Leaves Me Bare And Charred.

Because I Could Not Stop For Death, He Kindly Stopped For Me; The Carriage Held But Just Ourselves And Immortality.