Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down today
Nothing Gold can stay
~~Robert Frost
And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal.
~~Oscar Wilde "The Ballad of Reading Gaul"
"The cruelest lies are often told in silence"
~~Robert Louis Stevenson
"I smell blood and an era of prominent madmen"
~~W.H. Auden
