You Arrive At Truth Through Poetry; I

When Credulity Comes From The Heart It Does No Harm To The Intellect.

Sexes. One Has The Look Of A Wound, The Other Of Something Skinned.

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

I Resemble The Poplar,--that Tree Which, Even When Old, Still Looks Young.

Science Confounds Everything; It Gives To The Flowers An Animal Appetite, And Takes Away From Even The Plants Their Chastity.