Mans Desires Are Limited By His Perceptions;

Eternity Is In Love With The Productions Of Time.

You Become What You Behold.

Why Cannot The Ear Be Closed To Its Own Destruction? Or The Glistening Eye To The Poison Of A Smile?

Poetry Fettered, Fetters The Human Race. Nations Are Destroyed Or Flourish In Proportion As Their Poetry, Painting, And Music Are Destroyed Or Flourish.

Each Man Must Create His Own System Or Else He Is A Slave To Another Mans