... In Life may you proceed with balance & stealth
The Dream of Sardanapalus, Ford Madox Brown
From a place apart, Morpheus, god of dreams, awakes.
Detached from the benevolent folds of the muse he presses
against the blue and burns into form. Flying high, with
neither love nor remorse, he regards his charge - a young man asleep within the cloth of a voyage, which is turning,
ever so slowly, even as the widening skirt of an ecstatic.
[Patti Smith 1996]
To burn always with this hard, gem-like flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life ...