When I Rest My Feet My Mind

Lies, Fables And Romances Must Needs Be Probable, But Not The Truth And Foundation Of Our Faith.

If Only I Was As Eloquent As Demosthenes, I Would Have To Do No More Than Repeat A Single Word Three Times.

Hence It Happens That One Takes Words For Concepts, And Concepts For The Things Themselves

Poetry Is The Mother-tongue Of The Human Race.

Nature Is A Book, A Letter, A Fairy Tale (in The Philosophical Sense) Or Whatever You Want To Call It.