No we don't want a bucket of blood. Just a cup is all we could use.

Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without.

I just want to have a completely adventurous$$$ passionate$$$ weird life.

A man is not called wise because he talks and talks again; but if he is peaceful$$$ loving and fearless then he is in truth called wise.

With my lost saints - I love thee with the breath$$$ smiles$$$ tears$$$ of all my life! - and if God choose$$$ I shall but love thee better after death.

The widest land<br/>Doom takes to part us$$$ leaves thy heart in mine<br/>With pulses that beat double. What I do And what I dream include thee$$$ as the wine<br/>Must taste of its own grapes.

She lived$$$ we'll say$$$<br/>A harmless life$$$ she called a virtuous life$$$<br/>A quiet life$$$ which was not life at all<br/>But that she had not lived enough to know)

My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.

The little cares that fretted me$$$<br/>I lost them yesterday<br/>Among the fields above the sea$$$<br/>Among the winds at play.

Why$$$ what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe$$$<br/>but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being$$$ passionately and joyfully.