It Is The Emotions To Which One

The Plot! The Plot! What Kind Of Plot Could A Poet Possibly Provide That Is Not Surpassed By The Thinking, Feeling Reader? Form Alone Is Divine.

A Love That Dies Has Never Lived.

Ideas Are Not Thoughts; The Thought Respects The Boundaries That The Idea Ignores Thereby Failing To Realize Itself.

It Is Open To Question Whether The Highly Individualized Characters We Find In Shakespeare Are Perhaps Not Detrimental To The Dramatic Effect. The Human Being Disappears To The Same Degree As The Individual Emerges.

The Spirit Of Poetry Combines The Profundity Of The Philosopher And The Child's Delight In Bright Pictures.