Every Man I Meet Is In Some

I Cannot Often Enough Say, That A Man Is Only A Relative And Representative Nature. Each Is A Hint Of The Truth, But Far Enough From Being That Truth, Which Yet He Quite Newly And Inevitably Suggests To Us. If I Seek It In Him, I Shall Not Find It.

Who Shall Set A Limit To The Influence Of A Human Being?

A Man Is A God In Ruins.

I Wiped Away The Weeds And Foam, I Fetched My Sea-borne Treasures Home.

Every Sweet Has Its Sour; Every Evil Its Good.