Everything In Nature Contains All

All The Tools And Engines On Earth Are Only Extensions Of Man's Limbs And Senses.

It Is Rare To Find A Man Who Believes In His Own Thoughts Or Speaks That Which He Is Created To Say. As Nothing Astonishes Men So Much As Common Sense And Plain Dealing, So Nothing Is More Rare In Any Man Than An Act Of His Own...feel Yourself, And Be Not Daunted By Things...the Light By Which We See This World Comes Out From The Soul Of The Observer.

Two Touch The String, The Harp Is Dumb.

Only That Is Poetry Which Cleanses And Mans Me.

Moral Qualities Rule The World, But At Short Distances The Senses Are Despotic.