When I Contemplated Purpose I Also Contemplated

New Ways I Go, A New Speech Comes To Me; Weary I Grow, Like All Creators, Of The Old Tongues. My Spirit No Longer Wants To Walk On Worn Soles.

The Great Advantage In Noble Parentage Is That Enables One To Endure Poverty More Easily.

What Is It That You Love In Others?--my Hopes.

What Are Man's Truths Ultimately? Merely His Irrefutable Errors.

What Else Is Love But Understanding And Rejoicing In The Fact That Another Person Lives Acts And Experiences Otherwise Than We Do?