It Is Rarely That The Pleasures Of

Time Changes Everything Except Something Within Us Which Is Always Surprised By Change.

The First Cause Worked Automatically Like A Somnambulist, And Not Reflectively Like A Sage.

Bless Thy Simplicity, Tess

You Are Absolutely The Most Ethereal, Least Sensual Woman I Ever Knew To Exist Without Inhuman Sexlessness.

It Was Still Early, And The Sun's Lower Limb Was Just Free Of The Hill, His Rays, Ungenial And Peering, Addressed The Eye Rather Than The Touch As Yet.