First And Last, What Is Demanded Of

Give Me Those Days With Heart In Riot, The Depths Of Bliss That Touched On Pain, The Force Of Hate, And Love's Disquiet- Ah, Give Me Back My Youth Again!

If In The Infinite You Want To Stride, Just Walk In The Finite To Every Side.

The History Of Knowledge Is A Great Fugue In Which The Voices Of The Nations One After The Other Emerge.

The Present Moment Is A Powerful Goddess.

Error Is To Truth As Sleep Is To Waking. I Have Observed That One Turns, As If Refreshed, From Error Back To Truth.