You worthy critics, or whatever you may call yourselves, are ashamed or afraid of the momentary and passing madness which is found in all real creators, the longer or shorter duration of which distinguishes the thinking artist from the dreamer. Hence your complaints of unfruitfulness, for you reject too soon and discriminate too severely.

A childlike mind in its simplicity practises that science of good to which the wise may be blind.

Intellect--brain force.

I am better than my reputation

Sentimental poetry differs from naive poetry in that it relates the real state at which the latter stops to ideas and applies ideas to that reality.

Did you think the lion was sleeping because he didn't roar?

He that is over-cautious will accomplish but very little.