The great home of the soul is the open road.

You don't learn algebra with your blessed soul. Can't you look at it with your clear simple wits?

The purest lesson our era has taught is that man, at his highest, is an individual, single, isolate, alone, in direct soul-communication with the unknown God, which prompts within him.

What we want is to destroy our false, inorganic connections, especially those related to money, and re-establish the living organic connections, with the cosmos, the sun and earth, with mankind and nation and family. Start with the sun, and the rest will slowly, slowly happen.

A man must keep his earnestness nimble, to escape ridicule.

If you believe in your own sex, and won't have it done dirt to: they'll down you. It's the one insane taboo left: sex as a naturaland vital thing.

The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear