Nature Seems To Have Poured

I Stand In The Sunny Noon Of Life. Objects No Longer Glitter In The Dews Of Morning, Neither Are Yet Softened By The Shadows Of Evening.

After Having Admired The Women Of Rome, Say To Yourself, 'i Too Am Beautiful!' ... In You I Met A Real Person. I Need Not Give You Any Other Praise.

Some Degree Of Expression Is Necessary For Growth, But It Should Be Little In Proportion To The Full Life.

What I Mean By The Muse Is That Unimpeded Clearness Of The Intuitive Powers, Which A Perfectly Truthful Adherence To Every Admonition Of The Higher Instincts Would Bring To A Finely Organized Human Being. It May Appear As Prophesy Or As Poesy...should These Faculties Have Free Play, I Believe They Will Open Up New, Deeper And Purer Sources Of Joyous Inspiration Than Have As Yet Refreshed The Earth.

Whatever The Soul Knows How To Seek, It Cannot Fail To Obtain.