Pathmaker, There Is No Path;

Wherever Learning Breeds Specialists, The Sum Of Human Culture Is Enhanced Thereby. That Is The Illusion And Consolation Of Specialists.

Life Is The Path You Beat While You Walk It.

Death Is Something We Don't Have To Fear, Since As Long As We Exist Death Doesn't And When It Does We Don't.

I Dreamt -- Marvellous Error! -- That I Had A Beehive Here Inside My Heart. And The Golden Bees Were Making White Combs And Sweet Honey From My Old Failures.

What The Poet Is Searching For Is Not The Fundamental I But The Deep You.