The Imagination Is Not A State: It

A Tyrant Is The Worst Disease, And The Cause Of All Others.

A Fool Sees Not The Same Tree That A Wise Man Sees.

Down The Winding Cavern We Groped Our Tedious Way, Till A Void Boundless As The Nether Sky Appeared Beneath Us, And We Held By The Roots Of Trees And Hung Over This Immensity; But I Said: If You Please We Will Commit Ourselves To This Void And See Whether Providence Is Here Also.

For Everything Exists And Not One Sigh Nor Smile Nor Tear, One Hair Nor Particle Of Dust, Not One Can Pass Away.

Always Be Ready To Speak Your Mind, And A Base Man Will Avoid You.