I Can Promise To Be Sincere, But

Several Classical Sayings That One Likes To Repeat Had Quite A Different Meaning From The Ones Later Times Attributed To Them.

A Mind, Once Formed, Is Never Suited After, One Yet In Growth Will Ever Grateful Be. [ger., Wer Fertig Ist, Dem Ist Nichts Recht Zu Machen, Ein Werdender Wird Immer Dankbar Sein.]

After All, Poets Shouldn't Be Their Own Interpreters And Shouldn't Carefully Dissect Their Poems Into Everyday Prose; That Would Mean The End Of Being Poets. Poets Send Their Creations Into The World, It Is Up To The Reader, The Aesthetician, And The Critic To Determine What They Wanted To Say With Their Creations.

You Don't Love If You Don't Take The Beloved's Faults For Virtues.

Nature Goes Her Own Way, And All That To Us Seems An Exception Is Really According To Order.