To Be An Error And

Poetry Fettered, Fetters The Human Race. Nations Are Destroyed Or Flourish In Proportion As Their Poetry, Painting, And Music Are Destroyed Or Flourish.

The World Of Imagination Is The World Of Eternity.

Without Contraries There Is No Progression.

My Mother Groaned, My Father Wept, Into The Dangerous World I Leapt.

He Who Sees The Infinite In All Things Sees God.