One Starts An Action Simply

There Is No Method But To Be Very Intelligent.

If All Time Is Eternally Present, All Time Is Unredeemable

We Learn What Poetry Is - If We Ever Learn - By Reading It.

The Hippopotamus's Day Is Passed In Sleep; At Night He Hunts; God Works In A Mysterious Way- The Church Can Sleep And Feed At Once.

History May Be Servitude. History May Be Freedom. See, Now They Vanish. The Faces And Places, With The Self Which, As It Could, Loved Them, To Become Renewed, Transfigured, In Another Pattern.