A Man Doesn't Learn To Understand Anything

This Is What They All Come To Who Exclusively Harp On Experience. They Do Not Stop To Consider That Experience Is Only One Half Of Experience.

Unrest And Uncertainty Are Our Lot.

The Man Who Masters Himself Is Delivered From The Force That Binds All Creatures.

At Bottom, No Real Object Is Unpoetical, If The Poet Knows How To Use It Properly.

I Consider Him Of No Account Who Esteems Himself Just As The Popular Breath May Chance To Raise Him.