Only Poetry Inspires Poetry.

It Sometimes Occurs That Memory Has A Personality Of Its Own And Volunteers Or Refuses Its Information At Its Will, Not At Mine.

The Sensual Man Conforms Thoughts To Things; The Poet Conforms Things To His Thoughts.

The Lover Never Sees Personal Resemblances In His Mistress To Her Kindred Or To Others. His Friends Find In Her A Likeness To Hermother, Or Her Sisters, Or To Persons Not Of Her Blood. The Lover Sees No Resemblance Except To Summer Evenings And Diamond Mornings, To Rainbows And The Song Of Birds.

Hitch Your Wagon To A Star.

Go Put Your Creed Into Your Deed, Nor Speak With Double Tongue.