Be Neither Saint Nor Sophist-led, But Be

The Grand Stye Arises In Poetry, When A Noble Nature, Poetically Gifted, Treats With Simplicity Or With Severity A Serious Subject.

The True Meaning Of Religion Is Thus Not Simply Morality, But Morality Touched By Emotion.

All The Biblical Miracles Will At Last Disappear With The Progress Of Science.

Below The Surface Stream, Shallow And Light, Of What We Say And Feel Below The Stream, As Light, Of What We Think We Feel, There Flows With Noiseless Current, Strong, Obscure And Deep, The Central Stream Of What We Feel Indeed.

For Poetry The Idea Is Everything; The Rest Is A World Of Illusion.