The Temples Perish, But The God Still

I Cannot Love As I Have Loved, And Yet I Know Not Why; It Is The One Great Woe Of Life To Feel All Feeling Die.

The Worst Way To Improve The World Is To Condemn It.

My Favoured Temple Is An Humble Heart.

See The Sun! God's Crest Upon His Azure Shield, The Heavens.

Ah, Nothing Comes To Us Too Soon But Sorrow.