Love Is The Pursuit Of Shadows.

What Is The Real Breath Of A Man — The Breathing Out Or The Breathing In?

Write Down The Thoughts And Even More, Write Down A Specific Line. If You Don't, It'll Fly Away Forever.

How Shrunk, How Dwindled, In Our Times Creation's Mighty Seed - For Man Has Broke The Fellowship With Murder, Lust, And Greed.

By Telling You Anything At All I'm At Least Believing In You, I Believe You're There, I Believe You Into Being.

Victorian Literature Was My Subject At Harvard.