The Health Of The Eye Seems To

Time Is Indeed The Theater And Seat Of Illusions; Nothing Is So Ductile And Elastic. The Mind Stretches An Hour To A Century, And Dwarfs An Age To An Hour.

The Poet Knows That He Speaks Adequately, Then, Only When He Speaks Somewhat Wildly.

In The Morning A Man Walks With His Whole Body; In The Evening, Only With His Legs.

The Soul Contains The Event That Shall Befall It, For The Event Is Only The Actualization Of Its Thoughts; And What We Pray To Ourselves For Is Always Granted.

It Was High Counsel That I Once Heard Given To A Young Person, 'always Do What You Are Afraid To Do.'