If I die a violent death as some fear and a few are plotting I know that the violence will be in the thought and the action of the assassins not in my dying.
There are no secrets that time does not reveal.
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
Is a faith without action a sincere faith?
My death taking the light from my eyes gives back to the day the purity...
A tragedy need not have blood and death it's enough that it all be filled...
