For He That Feeds Men Serveth Few;

The Scholar May Lose Himself In Schools, In Words, And Become A Pedant; But When He Comprehends His Duties, He Above All Men Is Arealist, And Converses With Things.

There Are Two Laws Discretenot Reconciled,law For Man, And Law For Thing.

The Rain Comes When The Wind Calls.

You Shall Not Come Nearer A Man By Getting Into His House.

By Virtue Of This Science The Poet Is The Namer, Or Language-maker, Naming Things Sometimes After Their Appearance, Sometimes After Their Essence, And Giving To Every One Its Own Name And Not Another's, Thereby Rejoicing The Intellect, Which Delights In Detachment Or Boundary.