The Hardest Way Of Learning Is That

The Ardent Hymn That Unites Peoples.

About Me, Nothing Worse They Will Tell You, My Love, Than What I Told You

What Will They Say About My Poetry Who Never Touched My Blood?

Whom Can I Ask What I Came To Make Happen In This World?

You Must Know That I Do Not Love And That I Love You, Because Everything Alive Has Its Two Sides; A Word Is One Wing Of Silence, Fire Has Its Cold Half. I Love You In Order To Begin To Love You, To Start Infinity Again And Never To Stop Loving You: That’s Why I Do Not Love You Yet. I Love You, And I Do Not Love You, As If I Held Keys In My Hand: To A Future Of Joy- A Wretched, Muddled Fate- My Love Has Two Lives, In Order To Love You. -sonnet Xliv