Too long a sacrifice Can make a stone of the heart.

Minute by minute they live: The stone's in the midst of all.

O when may it suffice? That is heaven's part, our part To murmur name upon name.

Hearts with one purpose alone Through summer and winter, seem Enchanted to a stone To trouble the living stream.

I've burned my own house down, the torch is in my hand. Now I'll burn down the house of anyone who wants to follow me.

Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. And then you shot across the sky, like a meteor. Su…

The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.