Half The World's Troubles Come From Men

Each Man In His Life Honors, And Imitates As Well As He Can, That God To Whose Choir He Belonged, While He Is Uncorrupted In His First Incarnation Here; And In The Fashion He Has Thus Learned, He Bears Himself To His Beloved As Well As To The Rest. So, Then, Each Chooses From Among The Beautiful A Love Conforming To His Kind, And Then, As If His Chosen Were His God, He Sets Him Up And Robes Him For Worship.

But It Is Not For The Perfect Vase Or The Polished Gem To Choose Their Owners.

Do Not Believe That Others Will Die, Not You.... I Have Wrestled With Thanatos Knee To Knee And I Know How Death Is Vanquished. Man's Immortality Is Not To Live Forever; For That Wish Is Born Of Fear. Each Moment Free From Fear Makes A Man Immortal.

Tell A Man What He May Not Sing And He Is Still Half Free; Even All Free, If He Never Wanted To Sing It. But Tell Him What He Must Sing, Take Up His Time With It So That His True Voice Cannot Sound Even In Secret -- There, I Have Seen Is Slavery.

It Gives Me No Joy To Be Praised At The Expense Of A Better Artist, By Someone Who Does Not Know The Difference Or Who Thinks Me Too Vain To Be Aware Of It Myself.