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What Raises Great Poetry Above All Else--it Is The Entire Person And Also The Entire World.

Progress Will Always Have As Its Recourse To Exaggerate What It Cannot Surpass.

History Is The Zoology Of The Human Race.

The Present Is Never Poetic As It Serves Necessity, Necessity, However, Is Prosaic.

Once You Have Looked At The Land From Atop The Kahlenberg, You Will Understand What I Write And Who I Am.