Gratitude Is The Most Exquisite

It Is Implanted In The Christian Soul, By The Side Of The Running Waters, Under The Sky Of The Theological Virtues, Amid The Breaths Of The Seven Gifts Of The Spirit. It Is Natural For It To Bear Christian Fruit.

Poetic Experience Is Distinct In Nature From Mystical Experience. Because Poetry Emanates From The Free Creativity Of The Spirit,it Is From The Very Start Oriented Toward Expression, And Terminates In A Word Proffered, It Wants To Speak; Whereas Mystical Because It Emanates From The Deepest Longing Of The Spirit Bent On Knowing, Tends Of Itself Toward Silence And Internal Fruition. Poetic Experience Is Busy With The Created World And The Enigmatic And Innumerable Relations Of Existents With One Another, Not With The Principle Of Being.

Let Us Not Go Faster Than God. It Is Our Emptiness And Our Thirst That He Needs, Not Our Plentitude.

Not Only Does The Democratic State Of Mind Stem From The Inspiration Of The Gospel, But It Cannot Exist Without It.

That Is Why I Think, In Defiance Of Plato, That There Is At Once Error And Vulgarity In Saying That Poetry Is A Lie, Except In The Sense That Cocteau Wrote One Day: I Am A Lie Who Always Tells The Truth. The Only Poetry Which Lies Purely And Simply Is Academic, Pseudo-classical, Conceptually Repetitive Poetry, And It Is Not Poetry.