Mysteries Force A Man To Think, And

The Reproduction Of What The Senses Perceive In Nature Through The Veil Of The Soul.

Indeed, There Is An Eloquence In True Enthusiasm That Is Not To Be Doubted.

I Have Not Only Labored Solely For The Benefit Of Others (receiving For Myself A Miserable Pittance), But Have Been Forced To Model My Thoughts At The Will Of Men Whose Imbecility Was Evident To All But Themselves

I Wish I Could Write As Mysterious As A Cat.

Most Writers - Poets In Especial - Prefer Having It Understood That They Compose By A Species Of Fine Frenzy - An Ecstatic Intuition - And Would Positively Shudder At Letting The Public Take A Peep Behind The Scenes.