Wake The Happy Words.

What's Important? That Which Is Dug Out Of Books, Or Out Of The Guts?

All Lovers Live By Longing, And Endure: Summon A Vision And Declare It Pure.

Art Is Our Defense Against Hysteria And Death.

What Falls Away Is Always. And Is Near.

All Finite Things Reveal Infinitude: The Mountain With Its Singular Bright Shade Like The Blue Shine On Freshly Frozen Snow, The After-light Upon Ice-burdened Pines; Odor Of Basswood Upon A Mountain Slope, A Scene Beloved Of Bees; Silence Of Water Above A Sunken Tree: The Pure Serene Of Memory Of One Man,- A Ripple Widening From A Single Stone Winding Around The Waters Of The World.