Life Is A Festival Only To The

Bare Lists Of Words Are Found Suggestive To An Imaginative And Excited Mind.

The Artist Always Has The Masters In His Eyes.

We Are All Wise For Other People, None For Himself.

At The Gates Of The Forest, The Surprised Man Of The World Is Forced To Leave His City Estimates Of Great And Small, Wise And Foolish. The Knapsack Of Custom Falls Off His Back With The First Step He Makes Into These Precincts. Here Is Sanctity Which Shames Our Religions, And Reality Which Discredits Our Heroes. Here We Find Nature To Be The Circumstance Which Dwarfs Every Other Circumstance, And Judges Like A God All Men That Come To Her.

A Man Will Be Eloquent If You Give Him Good Wine.