I Can Offer You Only:

I Didn't Want To Be Like Yeats; I Wanted To Be Yeats.

Wishin' Was Dyin' But I Gotta Make It All This Way To That Bed On These Feet.

There Is No Such Thing As Freedom (though It Is The Most Important Condition Of Human Life, After Humility, -which Does Not Exist Either). There Is Only Slavery (walls Around One) And Absence-of-slavery (ability To Walk In Any Direction, Or To Remain Still).

That Is Our ‘pointed Task. Love & Die.

I Cry. Evil Dissolves, & Love, Like Foam; That Love. Prattle Of Children Powers Me Home, My Heart Claps Like The Swan's Under A Frenzy Of Who Love Me & Who Shine.