Impatience Dries The Blood Sooner Than Age

Gaiety Is Often The Reckless Ripple Over Depths Of Despair.

It Takes Something Of A Poet To Apprehend And Get Into The Depth, The Lusciousness, The Spiritual Life Of A Great Poem. And So We Must Be In Some Way Like God In Order That We May See God As He Is.

The Individual And The Race Are Always Moving, And As We Drift Into New Latitudes New Lights Open In The Heaven More Immediately Over Us.

Life Itself Suggests A Higher Good Than Life Itself Can Yield.

Break Up The Institution Of The Family, Deny The Inviolability Of Its Relations, And In A Little While There Would Not Be Any Humanity.