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In Every Generation There Has To Be Some Fool Who Will Speak The Truth As He Sees It.

It Is Not The Object Described That Matters, But The Light That Falls On It.

Poetry Is A Rich, Full-bodied Whistle, Cracked Ice Crunching In Pails, The Night That Numbs The Leaf, The Duel Of Two Nightingales, The Sweet Pea That Has Run Wild, Creation's Tears In Shoulder Blades.

As Far As Modern Writing Is Concerned, It Is Rarely Rewarding To Translate It, Although It Might Be Easy. Translation Is Very Much Like Copying Paintings.

No Single Man Makes History. History Cannot Be Seen Just As One Cannot See Grass Growing.