If You Want To Realize

The Feminist Movement As At Present Instituted Is Inadequate.

Women Must Destroy In Themselves, The Desire To Be Loved-

Poetry Is Prose Bewitched, A Music Made Of Visual Thoughts, The Sound Of An Idea.

There Is No Space Or Time Only Intensity, And Tame Things Have No Immensity

Love Of Others Is The Appreciation Of One's Self. May Your Egotism Be So Gigantic That You Comprise Mankind In Your Self-sympathy.