Thou Two-faced Year, Mother Of Change And

Not Like The Brazen Giant Of Greek Fame, With Conquering Limbs Astride From Land To Land; Here At Our Sea-washed, Sunset Gates Shall Stand A Mighty Woman With A Torch, Whose Flame Is The Imprisoned Lightning, And Her Name Mother Of Exiles.

I Am Never Going To Write For The Sake Of Writing.

When Angels Visit Earth, The Messengers Of God's Decree, They Come As Lightning, Wind: Before The Throne, They All Are Living Fire.

There Is No Comfort Looking Forth Nor Back, The Present Gives The Lie To All Her Past.

Jews Are The Intensive Form Of Any Nationality Whose Language And Customs They Adopt.