I Want A Brighter Word

And How They Kist Each Other's Tremulous Eyes.

Philosophy Will Clip An Angel's Wings.

The Poetry Of The Earth Is Never Dead.

... Who Alive Can Say 'thou Art No Poet - Mayst Not Tell Thy Dreams'? Since Every Man Whose Soul Is Not A Clod Hath Visions, And Would Speak, If He Had Loved, And Been Well Nurtured In His Mother Tongue.

For Axioms In Philosophy Are Not Axioms Until They Are Proved Upon Our Pulses.