One Thing I Am Certain Of Is

There Can Be Nothing Exclusive About Substantial Art. It Comes Directly Out Of The Heart Of The Experience Of Life And Thinking About Life And Living Life.

All Melodious Poets Shall Be Hoarse As Street Ballads, When Once The Penetrating Keynote Of Nature And Spirit Is Sounded-the Earth-beat, Sea-beat, Heart-beat, Which Make The Tune To Which The Sun Rolls, And The Globule Of Blood And The Sap Of The Trees.

Everyone Should Have The Opportunity Of Not Being Over-influenced.

Every Great Inspiration Is But An Experiment.

An Apparent Confusion, If Lived With Long Enough, May Become Orderly . . . A Rare Experience Of A Moment At Daybreak, When Something In Nature Seems To Reveal All Consciousness, Cannot Be Explained At Noon. Yet It Is Part Of The Day's Unity