Nothing Is Real Beyond Imaginative Patterns Men

The Crow Wished Everything Was Black, The Owl, That Everything Was White.

Poetry, Painting & Music, The Three Powers In Man Of Conversing With Paradise, Which The Flood Did Not Sweep Away.

For I Dance And Drink And Sing, Till Some Blind Hand Shall Brush My Wing. If Thought Is Life And Strength And Breath And The Want Of Thought Is Death Then Am I A Happy Fly If I Live Or If I Die

Wisdom Is Sold In A Desolate Marketplace Where None Can Come To Buy.

Every Wolf's And Lion's Howl Raises From Hell A Human Soul.