To Die Laughing Must Be The Most

...for The Question Is Of Will, And Not, As The Insanity Of Logic Has Assumed Of Power. It Is Not That The Deity Cannot Modify His Laws, But That We Insult Him In Imagining A Possible Necessity For Modification. In Their Origin These Laws Were Fashioned To Embrace All Contingencies Which Could Lie In The Future. With God All Is Now.

You Call It Hope-that Fire Of Fire! It Is But Agony Of Desire.

A Poem Deserves Its Title Only Inasmuch As It Excites, By Elevating The Soul.

Deep In Earth My Love Is Lying And I Must Weep Alone.

The Result Of Law Inviolate Is Perfection–right–negative Happiness. The Result Of Law Violate Is Imperfection, Wrong, Positive Pain.