We Want To Be Poets Of Our

Many Are Stubborn In Pursuit Of The Path They Have Chosen, Few In Pursuit Of The Goal.

We Cannot Live Without Valuing: But We Can Live Without Valuing What You Value.

Without The Perpetual Counterfeiting Of The Universe By Number, Man Could Not Continue To Live

I Love Him Who Loveth His Virtue: For Virtue Is The Will To Down-going, And An Arrow Of Longing.

One Must Still Have Chaos In Oneself To Be Able To Give Birth To A Dancing Star.