The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
One Power alone makes a Poet: Imagination. The Divine Vision.
Without minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.
Hindsight is a wonderful thing but foresight is better, especially when it comes to saving life, or some pain!
Man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.
Celebrate your existence!