Who Doesn't Know Anything, Has To Believe

We Are Not Always Even What We Are Most.

New Happiness Too Must Be Learned To Bear.

We Ask The Poet: 'what Subject Have You Chosen?' Instead Of: 'what Subject Has Chosen You?

When The Time Comes In Which One Could, The Time Has Passed In Which One Can.

In Meeting Again After A Separation, Acquaintances Ask After Our Outward Life, Friends After Our Inner Life.