Let All The Poison That Lurks In

Myths Are Seldom Simple, And Never Irresponsible.

This Seems To Me A Philosophical Question, And Therefore Irrelevant, Question. A Poet's Destiny Is To Love.

I Was Last In Rome In Ad 540 When It Was Full Of Goths And Their Heavy Horses. It Has Changed A Great Deal Since Then.

For I Now Realize That What Overcame Me That Evening Was A Sudden Awareness Of The Power Of Intuition, The Supra-logic That Cuts Out All Routine Processes Of Thought And Leaps Straight From Problem To Answer.

Mythology Is The Study Of Whatever Religious Or Heroic Legends Are So Foreign To A Student's Experience That He Cannot Believe Them To Be True. . . . Myth Has Two Main Functions. The First Is To Answer The Sort Of Awkward Questions That Children Ask, Such As: 'who Made The World? How Will It End? Who Was The First Man? Where Do Souls Go After Death?'. . . . The Second Function Of Myth Is To Justify An Existing Social System And Account For Traditional Rites And Customs.