Poetry Being ... When We Look From

Wherever The Truth Is Injured, Defend It.

He That Rides His Hobby Gently Must Always Give Way To Him That Rides His Hobby Hard.

Look Sharply After Your Own Thoughts. They Come Unlooked For, Like A New Bird Seen On Your Trees, And, If You Turn To Your Usual Task, Disappear; And You Shall Never Find That Perception Again; Never, I Say-but Perhaps Years, Ages, And I Know Not What Events And Worlds My Lie Between You And Its Return.

Looking At God Instantly Reduces Our Disposition To Dissent From Our Brother.

The Solitary Knows The Essence Of The Thought, The Scholar In Society Only Its Fair Face.