And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?
In dreams begin responsibilitiy.
I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.
It's certain there is no fine thing Since Adam's fall but needs much laboring.
Only that which does not teach, which does not cry out, which does not condescend, which does not explain, is irresistible.
Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.