All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.

I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward.

A simple separate person is not contained between his hat and his boots.

I dreamed in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth; I dreamed that was the new City of Friends; Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love—it led the rest; It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city, And in all their looks and words.

The whole purpose of the universe is unerringly aimed at one thing - you.

For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable.