Birth, And Copulation, And Death; That's All

Turn Things You've Always Wanted To Do, Into Things You've Done

When A Poet's Mind Is Perfectly Equipped For Its Work, It Is Constantly Amalgamating Disparate Experience ?in The Mind Of The Poet These Experiences Are Always Forming New Wholes.

There Is One Who Remembers The Way To Your Door: Life You May Evade, But Death You Shall Not.

The Role Of Art Is Not To Express The Personality But To Overcome It.

Religion, As Distinguished From Modern Paganism, Implies A Life In Conformity With Nature. It May Be Observed That The Natural Life And The Supernatural Life Have A Conformity To Each Other Which Neither Has With The Mechanistic Life...a Wrong Attitude Towards Nature Implies, Somewhere, A Wrong Attitude Towards God...[we Should] Struggle To Recover The Sense Of Relation To Nature And To God.