Truth Is Only An Illusion We Have

When We Stand The Truth On Its Head We Generally Fail To Notice That Our Head Is Not Standing Where It Should Be Standing Either.

We Should Be A Mirror Of Being: We Are God In Miniature.

To One Who Is Accustomed To Thinking A Lot, Every New Thought That He Hears Or Reads About Immediately Appears As A Link In A Chain.

We Talk So Abstractly About Poetry Because All Of Us Are Usually Bad Poets.

Nothing Has Been Purchased More Dearly Than The Little Bit Of Reason And Sense Of Freedom Which Now Constitutes Our Pride.