What People Call The Spirit

Colors Are The Deeds/ And Sufferings Of Light.

I Had Toward The Poetic Art A Peculiar Relation Which Was Only Practical After I Had Cherished In My Mind For A Long Time A Subject Which Possessed Me, A Model Which Inspired Me, A Predecessor Who Attracted Me, Until At Length, After I Had Molded It

Choose Well. Your Choice Is Brief, And Yet Endless.

Each Indecision Brings Its Own Delays And Days Are Lost Lamenting Over Lost Days... What You Can Do Or Think You Can Do, Begin It. For Boldness Has Magic, Power, And Genius In It.

In Politics People Throw Themselves, As On A Sickbed, From One Side To The Other In The Belief They Will Lie More Comfortably.