For The Night Shows Stars

I Love Not Man The Less, But Nature More.

He Had Kept The Whiteness Of His Soul, And Thus Men O'er Him Wept.

Where There Is Mystery, It Is Generally Suspected There Must Also Be Evil.

I Only Go Out To Get Me A Fresh Appetite For Being Alone.

The Thorns Which I Have Reap'd Are Of The Tree I Planted; They Have Torn Me, And I Bleed. I Should Have Known What Fruit Would Spring From Such A Seed.