If You Follow Your Natural Bent;you Will

It Is Necessity And Not Pleasure That Compels Us.

L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle (the Love That Moves The Sun And The Other Stars)

"the Love Of God, Unutterable And Perfect, Flows Into A Pure Soul The Way Light Rushes Into A Transparent Object. The More Love That It Finds, The More It Gives Itself: So That, As We Grow Clear And Open, The More Complete The Joy Of Heaven Is. And The More Souls Who Resonate Together, The Greater The Intensity Of Their Love, And, Mirror Like, Each Soul Reflects The Other.

Knowledge Comes Of Learning Well Retain'd, Unfruitful Else.

He Who Shall Never Be Divided From Me Kissed My Mouth All Trembling.