Hatred Is A Heavy Burden.

The Poet Should Seize The Particular, And He Should, If There Be Anything Sound In It, Thus Represent The Universal.

Such Is The Frailty Of Man That Even Where He Makes The Truest And Most Forcible Impression In The Memory, In The Heart Of His Beloved, There Also He Must Perish.

I Love Those Who Yearn For The Impossible.

If It Is The Greatest Truth That You Seek, The Plants Can Direct You.

Great Necessity Elevates Man, Petty Necessity Casts Him Down