And In Today Already Walks Tomorrow.

An Idea, In The Highest Sense Of That Word, Cannot Be Conveyed But By A Symbol.

There Is Nothing Insignificant-nothing.

The Moving Moon Went Up The Sky, And Nowhere Did Abide: Softly She Was Going Up, And A Star Or Two Beside.

Water Cannot Rise Higher Than Its Source, Neither Can Human Reason.

The Poet Is The Man Made To Solve The Riddle Of The Universe Who Brings The Whole Soul Of Man Into Activity.