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Truth Rings No Bells.

Rummaging In The Storehouses Of Religious Or Literary History For Myth-matter For Ideational Uses Is Of The Nature Of Spiritual Vulgarity.

There Can Be No Literary Equivalent To Truth.

Much Of The Magical Effect That Poetry Gives Of Rendering Everything It Touches Pellucid Comes From The Necessity Of Compression That It Imposes. The Impossibility Of Pausing In Poetry As Long As May Be Needed To Make Sense Clear Causes Many A Set Of Words Actually Deficient In Linguistic Workmanship To Pass For An Eloquent Brevity.

In Religion Is Much Tiredness Of People, A Giving Over Of Their Doing To Someone Else.