As The Ancient Commander Addressed His Soldiers

One Of The Two Is Almost Always A Prevailing Tendency Of Every Author: Either Not To Say Some Things Which Certainly Should Be Said, Or To Say Many Things Which Did Not Need To Be Said. The First Is The Original Sin Of Synthetic Natures, The Latter Of Analytical Natures.

From What The Moderns Want, We Must Learn What Poetry Should Become; From What The Ancients Did, What Poetry Must Be.

The Obsession With Moderation Is The Spirit Of Castrated Narrow-mindedness.

Women Are Treated As Unjustly In Poetry As In Life. The Feminine Ones Are Not Idealistic, And The Idealistic Not Feminine.

Without Poetry, Religion Becomes Obscure, False, And Malignant; Without Philosophy, Licentious In All Wantonness, And Lascivious To The Point Of Self-castration.