In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.

...unless the exchange be in love and kindly justice, it will but lead some to greed and others to hunger.

The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remain hovering over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves. I am one of those who remembers those places regardless of distance or time.

In truth you owe naught to any man. You owe to all men.

Thinking is always the stumbling stone to poetry.

Seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line. For self is a sea boundless and measureless.