If the object of poetry is, to make men, then poetry is the heir of prophecy.

It is absolutely certain that God does exist.

The ultimate aim of the ego is not to see something, but to be something.

I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

Though the terror of the sea gives to none security, in the secret of the shell. Self preserving we may dwell.

It is the mysterious touch of the ideal that animates and sustains the real, and through it alone we can discover and affirm the ideal.

Inductive reason, which alone makes man master of his environment, is an achievement and when once born it must be reinforced by inhibiting the growth of other modes of knowledge.