The Whole Truth... Sings Only - And

Nothing Which We Are To Perceive In This World Equals The Power Of Your Intense Fragility

All Nothing's Only Our Hugest Home; The Most Who Die, The More We Live

All Which Isn't Singing Is Mere Talking... And All Talking's To Oneself Alone But The Very Song Of (as Mountains Feel And Lovers) Singing Is Silence.

You Shall Above All Things Be Glad And Young For If You're Young,whatever Life You Wear It Will Become You;and If You Are Glad Whatever's Living Will Yourself Become.

The Eyes Of My Eyes Are Opened.