The Brave Forget. It Is Those Who

The Truthe Wakes Up Once And Never Dies.

A Grain Of Poetry Suffices To Season A Century.

Every Human Being Has Within Him An Ideal Man, Just As Every Piece Of Marble Contains In A Rough State A Statue As Beautiful As The One That Praxiteles The Greek Made Of The God Apollo.

Amor Cuerdo, No Es Amor. (sane Love, Is Not Love)

Oh, What Company Good Poets Are!