The Whole White World Is Ours.

Love That I Bear Within My Breast How Is My Armour Melted How My Heart

No Man Will Be Present In Those Mysteries, Yet All Men Will Kneel, No Man Will Be Potent, Important, Yet All Men Will Feel What It Is To Be A Woman.

You Will Not See That Desire Begets Love, Until It All Flames Into One Concise And Metallic Blaze.

That Way Of Inspiration Is Always Open, And Open To Everyone; It Acts As Go-between, Interpreter, It Explains Symbols Of The Past In To-day's Imagery.

Every Concrete Object Has Abstract Value, Is Timeless In The Dream Parallel.