God employs several translators some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp.

Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.