Artists are the antennae of the race, but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust the great artists.

What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov'st well is thy true heritage Whose world, or mine or theirs or is it of none? First came the seen, then thus the palpable Elysium, though it were in the halls of hell. What thou lovest well is thy true heritage.

What matters most is not the idea, but the capacity to believe in it completely.

See, they return; ah, see the tentative Movements, and the slow feet, The trouble in the pace and the uncertain Wavering! See, they return, one, and by one, With fear, as half-awakened; As if the snow should hesitate And murmur in the wind, and half turn back.

Democracy is now currently defined in Europe as a 'country run by Jews,'

And the days are not full enough And the nights are not full enough And life slips by like a field mouse Not shaking the grass

Usura slayeth the child in the womb It stayeth the young man's courting It hath brought palsey to bed, lyeth between the young bride and her bridegroom