There never was a war that was not inward.
The heart that gives, gathers.
The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease.
I see no reason for calling my work poetry except that there is no other category in which to put it.
When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.
O to be a dragon, a symbol of the power of Heaven-of silk-worm size or immense; at times invisible. Felicitous phenomenon!