Poetry Is An Art Practiced

Rest Is Not A Word Of Free People. Rest Is A Monarchical Word.

Poetry Is Statement Of A Series Of Equations, With Numbers And Symbols Changing Like The Changes Of Mirrors, Pools, Skies, The Only Never-changing Sign Being The Sign Of Infinity.

We Had Two Grand Antique Professors Who Had Been Teaching At Lombard Since Before I Was Born.

Valor Is A Gift. Those Having It Never Know For Sure Whether They Have It Until The Test Comes.

Not Often In The Story Of Mankind Does A Man Arrive On Earth Who Is Both Steel And Velvet, Who Is As Hard As Rock And Soft As Drifting Fog, Who Holds In His Heart And Mind The Paradox Of Terrible Storm And Peace Unspeakable And Perfect.