Poetry Contains Philosophy As The Soul Contains

I Think, Therefore I Doubt.

Scepticism, That Dry Caries Of The Intelligence.

Those Who Pray Always Are Necessary To Those Who Never Pray. In Our View, The Whole Question Is In The Amount Of Thought That Is Mingled With Prayer.

Symmetry Is Tedious, And Tedium Is The Very Basis Of Mourning. Despair Yawns.

Superstitions, Bigotries, Hypocrisies, Prejudices, These Phantoms, Phantoms Though They Be, Cling To Life; They Have Teeth And Nails In Their Shadowy Substance, And We Must Grapple With Them Individually And Make War On Them Without Truce; For It Is One Of Humanity's Inevitabilities To Be Condemned To Eternal Struggle With Phantoms.