Love is the poetry of the senses!

Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves!

In a totally sane society$$$ madness is the only freedom.

Maybe you are a poet and a dreamer$$$ but don't you realize that those two species are extinct now?

Face to the reality.

The hard part about writing a novel is finishing it.

Where there is devotional music$$$ God is always at hand with His gracious presence.

The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.

Oh dire$$$ dreadful death$$$ you drag your heels. Why dawdle and draw back? You drown my heart.

There never will be complete equality until women themselves help to make laws and elect lawmakers.