Celebrity Is The Chastisement Of Merit And

Proud Of My Broken Heart Since Thou Didst Break It, Proud Of The Pain I Did Not Feel Till Thee, Proud Of My Night Since Thou With Moons Dost Slake It, Not To Partake Thy Passion, My Humility.

Fame Is A Bee It Has A Song - It Has A Sting - Ah, Too, It Has A Wing.

But A Book Is Only The Heart's Portrait- Every Page A Pulse.

A Death-blow Is A Life-blow To Some Who, Till They Died, Did Not Alive Become; Who, Had They Lived, Had Died, But When They Died, Vitality Begun.

Longing Is Like A Seed That Wrestles In The Ground