The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

Poets Are All Who Love, Who Feel Great Truths, And Tell Them; And The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

Not A Single Path Of Thought I Tread, But That It Leads To God.

The Temples Perish, But The God Still Lives.

Dreams Are Rudiments Of The Great State To Come. We Dream What Is About To Happen.

Love Is The Art Of Hearts, And Heart Or Arts.