America is a lunatic asylum.

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

In verse one can take any damn constant one likes, one can alliterate, or assone, or rhyme, or quant, or smack, only one MUST leave the other elements irregular.

Haie! Haie! These were the swift to harry; These the keen-scented; These were the souls of blood. Slow on the leash, pallid the leash-men!

Genius... is the capacity to see ten things where the ordinary man sees one.

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

The curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.