Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.

Where there is nothing, there is God.

All hatred driven hence, The soul recovers radical innocence And learns at last that it is self-delighting, Self-appeasing, self-affrighting, And that its own sweet will is Heaven's will

So long as all is ordered for attack, and that alone, leaders will instinctively increase the number of enemies that they may give their followers something to do.

Bid imagination run / Much on the Great Questioner; / What He can question, what if questioned I / Can with a fitting confidence reply.