Pleasures Are Always Children, Pains Always Have

Nothing Which Does Not Transport Is Poetry. The Lyre Is A Winged Instrument.

All Disputation Makes The Mind Deaf; And When People Are Deaf, I Am Dumb.

Imagination Is The Eye Of The Soul.

You Will Find Poetry Nowhere Unless You Bring Some Of It With You.

Antiquity! I Like Its Ruins Better Than Its Reconstructions.