The Voice Of Your Eyes Is Deeper

Such Was A Poet And Shall Be And Is -who'll Solve The Depths Of Horror To Defend A Sunbeam's Architecture With His Life: And Carve Immortal Jungles Of Despair To Hold A Mountain's Heartbeat In His Hand.

Tomorrow Is Our Permanent Address.

The First Step To Expanding Your Reality Is To Discard The Tendency To Exclude Things From Possibility.

...losing Through You What Seemed Myself, I Find Selves Unimaginably Mine; Beyond Sorrow's Own Joys And Hopings Very Fears Yours Is The Light By Which My Spirit's Born: Yours Is The Darkness Of My Soul's Return... You Are My Sun, My Moon, And All My Stars.

And It's You Are Whatever A Moon Has Always Meant And Whatever A Sun Will Always Sing Is You