If A Man Lose His Balance, And

Action Is The Process Whereby What Is Not Fully Formed Passes Into Expressive Consciousness.

Meantime The Education Of The General Mind Never Stops. The Reveries Of The True And Simple Are Prophetic. What The Tender Poeticyouth Dreams, And Prays, And Paints Today, But Shuns The Ridicule Of Saying Aloud, Shall Presently Be The Resolutions Of Public Bodies, Then Shall Be Carried As Grievance And Bill Of Rights Through Conflict And War, And Then Shall Be Triumphant Law And Establishment For A Hundred Years, Until It Gives Place, In Turn, To New Prayers And Pictures.

The Sun Is The Sole Inconsumable Fireand God Is The Sole Inexhaustible Giver.

People That Seem So Glorious Are All Show; Underneath They Are Like Everyone Else.

Ah, If The Rich Were Rich As The Poor Fancy Riches.