Knowledge Enormous Makes A God

All My Clear-eyed Fish, Golden, Or Rainbow-sided, Or Purplish, Vermilion-tail'd, Or Finn'd With Silvery Gauze... My Charming Rod, My Potent River Spells.

So Let Me Be Thy Choir, And Make A Moan Upon The Midnight Hours.

My Love Is Selfish. I Cannot Breathe Without You.

O For A Life Of Sensations Rather Than Of Thoughts!

I Myself Am Pursuing The Same Instinctive Course As The Veriest Human Animal You Can Think Of I Am, However Young, Writing At Random Straining At Particles Of Light In The Midst Of A Great Darkness Without Knowing The Bearing Of Any One Assertion, Of Any One Opinion. Yet May I Not In This Be Free From Sin?