Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build

One May Do Whatever One Likes. In Art, The Only Thing Is, To Make Sure That One Does Like It.

Talent Should Minister To Genius.

Only I Discern Infinite Passion, And The Pain Of Finite Hearts That Yearn.

One Who Never Turned His Back But Marched Breast Forward, Never Doubted Clouds Would Break, Never Dreamed, Though Right Were Worsted, Wrong Would Triumph, Held We Fall To Rise, Are Baffled To Fight Better, Sleep To Wake.

On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven A Perfect Round.