Terminate torment
Of love unsatisfied
The greater torment
Of love satisfied
End of the endless
Journey to no end 
Conclusion of all that
Is inconclusible 
Speech without word and 
Word of no speech 
Grace to the Mother 
For the Garden 
Where all love ends.

With malice toward none
and low prices for all
There is a tide
four-a-day, out and in
Boldness be my friend
a text please send
In the beginning
I played my cards tight
Neti neti
Neither wrong nor right
Death is not the worst
but then again
Il faut cultiver notre jardin