All The Visible Universe Is Nothing But

So As Not To Feel The Horrible Burden Of Time That Breaks Your Back And Bends You To The Earth, Be Endlessly Drunk.

The More One Works, The Better One Works, And The More One Wants To Work. The More One Produces, The More Fertile One Grows.

Life Swarms With Innocent Monsters.

If The Poet Has Pursued A Moral Objective, He Has Diminished His Poetic Force.

Dancing Can Reveal All The Mystery That Music Conceals.