Hypotheses Are Nets: Only He Who Casts

A God-intoxicated Man. [ger., Gott-trunkener Mensch.]

It Is Not Merely The Multiplicity Of Tints, The Gladness Of Tone, Or The Balminess Of The Air Which Delight In The Spring; It Is The Still Consecrated Spirit Of Hope, The Prophecy Of Happy Days Yet To Come; The Endless Variety Of Nature, With Presentiments Of Eternal Flowers Which Never Shall Fade, And Sympathy With The Blessedness Of The Ever-developing World.

A Certain Degree Of Solitude Seems Necessary To The Full Growth And Spread Of The Highest Mind; And Therefore Must A Very Extensive Intercourse With Men Stifle Many A Holy Germ, And Scare Away The Gods, Who Shun The Restless Tumult Of Noisy Companies And The Discussion Of Petty Interests.

Genius In General Is Poetic. Where Genius Has Been Active It Has Been Poetically Active. The Truly Moral Person Is A Poet.

A Character Is A Completely Fashioned Will.