So, too, if, to our surprise, we should meet one of these morons whose remarks are so conspicuous a part of the folklore of the world of the radio--remarks made without using either the tongue or the brain, spouted much like the spoutings of small whales--we should recognize him as below the level of nature but not as below the level of the imagination.

We have been a little insane about the truth. We have had an obsession.

A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.

Thought tends to collect in pools.

Thought is an infection. In the case of certain thoughts, it becomes an epidemic.

Union of the weakest develops strength not wisdom. Can all men, together, avenge one of the leaves that have fallen in autumn? But the wise man avenges by building his city in snow.

Compare the silent rose of the sun And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell, With this paper, this dust. That states the point.