They Yearn For What They

Love, That All Gentle Hearts So Quickly Know.

Reason Flies When Following The Senses, On Clipped Wings.

Deed Done Is Well Begun.

Pride, Envy, Avarice - These Are The Sparks Have Set On Fire The Hearts Of All Men.

I Presumed To Fix My Look On The Eternal Light So Long That I Consumed My Sight Thereon.