The Real Genres: Good And Bad.

Whoever Places His Trust Into A System Will Soon Be Without A Home. While You Are Building Your Third Story, The Two Lower Ones Have Already Been Dismantled.

Gratitude Is A Fickle Thing, Indeed. A Person Taking Aim Presses The Weapon To His Chest And Cheek, But When He Hits, He Discardsit With Indifference.

Plato Calls Complacency The Companion Of Loneliness.

A Wise Man Can And Should Stand Above His Times, Not So The Poet, But He Should Be Their Apex.

The Manifestation Of Poetry In External Life Is Formal Perfection. True Sentiment Grows Within, And Art Must Represent Internal Phenomena Externally.