We Must Never Say, Even

When Writing Poetry, It Is Not That Produces A Bright Idea, But The Bright Idea That Kindles The Fire Of.

When You Dream, You Are An Author, But You Do Not Know How It Will End.

When A Man Mourns For Someone Who Has Played Him False, It Is Not For Love Of Her, But For His Own Humiliation At Not Having Deserved Her Trust.

A Work Settles Nothing, Just As The Labor Of A Whole Generation Settles Nothing. Sons, And The Morrow, Always Start Afresh.

Generations Do Not Age. Every Youth Of Any Period, Any Civilization, Has The Same Possibilities As Always.