Our Two Souls Therefore Which Are One,

Lust-bred Diseases Rot Thee.

And Swear No Where Lives A Woman True, And Fair.

Commemoration Of John Donne, Priest, Poet, 1631 He Was The Word That Spake It; He Took The Bread And Brake It; And What That Word Did Make It I Do Believe, And Take It.

Art Is The Most Passionate Orgy Within Man's Grasp.

Enjoyment Always Has A Spoiling, Otherwise It Cannot Be So.