This Life's Dim Windows Of

The Gulfing Whale Was Like A Dot In The Spell. Yet Look Upon It, And 'twould Size And Swell To Its Huge Self, And The Minutest Fish Would Pass The Very Hardest Gazer's Wish, And Show His Little Eye's Anatomy.

He Who Replies To Words Of Doubt Doth Put The Light Of Knowledge Out.

God Is The Poetic Genius In Each Of Us.

There Can Be No Good Will. Will Is Always Evil; It Is Persecution To Others Or Selfishness.

Thy Friendship Oft Has Made My Heart To Ache: Do Be My Enemy For Friendship's Sake.