To Become Properly Acquainted With A Truth,

Friends, The Soil Is Poor, We Must Sow Seeds In Plenty For Us To Garner Even Modest Harvests.

We Never Completely Comprehend Ourselves, But We Can Do Far More Than Comprehend.

The Normal Present Connects The Past And The Future Through Limitation. Contiguity Results, Crystallization By Means Of Solidification. There Also Exists, However, A Spiritual Present That Identifies Past And Future Through Dissolution, And This Mixture Is The Element, The Atmosphere Of The Poet.

Character Is Perfectly Educated Will.

Nature Is A Petrified Magic City.