There May Be Guilt When There Is

My Death, Taking The Light From My Eyes, Gives Back To The Day The Purity Which They Soiled.

A Benefit Cited By Way Of Reproach Is Equivalent To An Injury.

Behind A Veil, Unseen Yet Present, I Was The Forceful Soul That Moved This Mighty Body.

The Principal Rule Of Art Is To Please And To Move. All The Other Rules Were Created To Achieve This First One.

He Who Will Travel Far Spares His Steed.