My Mother Groaned, My Father

One Thought Fills Immensity.

Mercy, Pity, Peace Is The World's Release.

Rhetoric Completes The Tools Of Learning. Dialectic Zeros In On The Logic Of Things, Of Particular Systems Of Thought Or Subjects. Rhetoric Takes The Next Grand Step And Brings All These Subjects Together Into One Whole.

Without Unceasing Practice Nothing Can Be Done. Practice Is Art. If You Leave Off You Are Lost.

One Power Alone Makes A Poet: Imagination. The Divine Vision.