“Nor Ear Can Hear, Nor Tongue Can Tell…”

“…The Tortures Of That Inward Hell.”

—LORD GEORGE GORDON BYRON

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“All Thoughts, All Passions, All Delights, Whatever Stirs This Mortal Frame…”

“…All Are But Ministers Of Love, And Feed His Sacred Flame.”

—SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE

{{1772–1834}}

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“There Is NO Remembrance Which Time Does Not Obliterate…”

“…NOR Pain Which Death Does Not Terminate.”

—MIGUEL de CERVANTES

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“If You Make People THINK They’re Thinking, They’ll LOVE You…”

“…But, If You REALLY Make People Think, They’ll HATE You.”

—DONALD ROBERT PERRY MARQUIS

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“The Sweetest Joy, The Wildest Woe…”

“…Is LOVE.”

—PHILIP JAMES BAILEY

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“To Be Able To Look Back Upon One’s Life In Satisfaction…”

“…Is To Live TWICE.”

—KHALIL GIBRAN

{{{1883–1931}}}

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“Vexed Sailors Curse The Rain…”

“…For Which Poor Shepherds Prayed In Vain.”

—EDMUND WALLER

((1606–1687))

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“The Speed Of A Runaway Horse Counts For Nothing.” –JEAN COCTEAU

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{{{1889–1963}}}

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“First Our Pleasures Die, And Then Our Hopes, And Then Our Fears…”

“…And When These Are Dead, The Debt Is Due. Dust Claims Dust, And We Die Too.”

—PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

((1792–1822))

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