The world only goes forward because of those who oppose it.

One must ask children and birds how cherries and strawberries taste.

Few people have the imagination for reality.

The person who in shaky times also wavers only increases the evil, but the person of firm decision fashions the universe.

After all, poets shouldn't be their own interpreters and shouldn't carefully dissect their poems into everyday prose; that would mean the end of being poets. Poets send their creations into the world, it is up to the reader, the aesthetician, and the critic to determine what they wanted to say with their creations.

To be loved for what one is, that is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him; their own selves, their version of him.

Sing it not in mournful numbers.