The Metaphor Is~ An Origin, The Origin

When We Are Children, People Show Us So Many Things That We Lose The Profound Sense Of Seeing... And Just How Could Adults Show Us The World They Have Lost! They Know; They Think They Know; They Say They Know.

Air Is The Very Substance Of Our Freedom, The Substance Of Superhuman Joy.... Aerial Joy Is Freedom.

Ideas Are Invented Only As Correctives To The Past. Through Repeated Rectification Of This Kind One May Hope To Disengage An Idea That Is Valid.

Childhood Lasts All Through Life.

In Contrast To A Dream A Reverie Cannot Be Recounted. To Be Communicated, It Must Be Written, Written With Emotion And Taste, Being Relived All The More Strongly Because It Is Being Written Down. Here, We Are Touching The Realm Of Written Love. It Is Going Out Of Fashion, But The Benefits Remain. There Are Still Souls For Whom Love Is The Contact Of Two Poetries, The Fusion Of Two Reveries.