The Poet Knows That He Speaks Adequately,

The Key To Every Man Is His Thought.

The Spirit Only Can Teach. Not Any Profane Man, Not Any Sensual, Not Any Liar, Not Any Slave Can Teach, But Only He Can Give, Whohas; He Only Can Create, Who Is. The Man On Whom The Soul Descends, Through Whom The Soul Speaks, Alone Can Teach. Courage, Piety, Love, Wisdom, Can Teach; And Every Man Can Open His Door To These Angels, And They Shall Bring Him The Gift Of Tongues. But The Man Who Aims To Speak As Books Enable, As Synods Use, As The Fashion Guides, And As Interest Commands, Babbles. Let Him Hush.

The Ornament Of A House Is The Friends Who Frequent It.

Truth, And Goodness, And Beauty, Are But Different Faces Of The Same All

Crime And Punishment Grow Out Of One Stem.