The Immature Poet Imitates, The Mature Poet

The End Of All Our Exploring Will Be To Arrive Where We Started.

The Destination Cannot Be Described; / You Will Know Very Little Until You Get There; / You Will Journey Blind.

There Is Not A More Repulsive Spectacle Than On Old Man Who Will Not Forsake The World, Which Has Already Forsaken Him.

Men Tighten The Knot Of Confusion Into Perfect Misunderstanding.

From A Purely External Point Of View There Is No Will; And To Find Will In Any Phenomenon Requires A Certain Empathy; We Observe Aman's Actions And Place Ourselves Partly But Not Wholly In His Position; Or We Act, And Place Ourselves Partly In The Position Of An Outsider.