A Poverty That Is Universal

It Is Not That We Have A Soul, We Are A Soul.

Events That Are Predestined Require But Little Management. They Manage Themselves. They Slip Into Place While We Sleep, And Suddenly We Are Aware That The Thing We Fear To Attempt, Is Already Accomplished.

What Is Unreasonable Is Irrefutable.

There Is Much Said About The Wickedness Of Doing Evil That Good May Come. Alas! There Is Such A Thing As Doing Good That Evil May Come.

But The Lover's Power Is The Poet's Power. He Can Make Love From All The Common Strings With Which This World Is Strung.