A moment lived in paradise Is not atoned for too dearly by death.

Grosse Seelen dulden still.

I am called The richest monarch in the Christian world; The sun in my dominion never sets.

O the idea was childish, but divinely beautiful.

Death, go somewhere, get lost! I'm not done as yet - Joy still flows from the amphora of colors into my cupped hands.

I am. I was. I am not. I never am.

We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain.