Once More I Am A Wanderer, A

There Is No Crime Of Which I Do Not Deem Myself Capable.

One Would Give Generous Alms If One Had The Eyes To See The Beauty Of A Cupped Receiving Hand.

If You Want To Reach The Infinite, Then Explore Every Aspect Of The Finite.

Where Confidence Is Wanting, The Most Beautiful Flower In The Garland Of Love Is Missing.

I Was Oppressed With The Sensations I Then Felt; I Sunk Under The Weight Of Them.