People Say That Life Is The Thing,

Only Among People Who Think No Evil Can Evil Monstrously Flourish.

For Souls In Growth, Great Quarrels Are Great Emancipations.

I Like To Walk Down Bond Street, Thinking Of All The Things I Don't Desire.

An Echo Of Music, A Face In The Street, The Wafer Of The New Moon, A Wanton Thought - Only In The Iridescence Of Things The Vagabond Soul Is Happy.

All My Life, As Down An Abyss Without A Bottom. I Have Been Pouring Van Loads Of Information Into That Vacancy Of Oblivion I Call My Mind.