“...I've known damnable beauty - the turgid pull of swirling blackness - but in the end, it's futile - purity alone redeems...”

“...futility is being sorry while doing nothing to remove the cause ...”

“...I'm the last person to ask about unrequited love - I've run away to the Moon and fled to its valleys...”

“...evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it...”

“...poetry is paying attention to life when all the world seems asleep to its beauties and truths...”

“...and you thought beauty was the outward show - but now you know the truth, my Love - it's always been the inner fire...”

“...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow...”