If You Don't Feel It,

Give Shape, Artist! Don't Talk! Your Poem Be But A Breath.

One Glance, One Word From You Gives More Pleasure Than All The Wisdom Of This World.

Most Man Only Care For Science So Far As They Get A Living By It, And That They Worship Even Error When It Affords Them A Subsistence.

The Affairs Of The World Are No More Than So Much Trickery, And A Man Who Toils For Money Or Honour Or Whatever Else In Deference To The Wishes Of Others, Rather Than Because His Own Desire Or Needs Lead Him To Do So, Will Always Be A Fool.

You Must Be Either The Servant Or The Master, The Hammer Or The Anvil.