All Poets Pretend To Write For Immortality,

To Look Back To Antiquity Is One Thing, To Go Back To It Is Another.

Mystery Is Not Profoundness.

It Is A Mistake, That A Lust For Power Is The Mark Of A Great Mind; For Even The Weakest Have Been Captivated By It; And For Minds Of The Highest Order, It Has No Charms.

It Is Better To Have Wisdom Without Learning Than Learning Without Wisdom.

Love Is An Alliance Of Friendship And Animalism; If The Former Predominates It Is Passion Exalted And Refined; If The Latter, Gross And Sensual.