I Saw All The Mirrors On Earth

We Are Our Memory, We Are That Chimerical Museum Of Shifting Shapes, That Pile Of Broken Mirrors.

The Steps A Man Takes From The Day Of His Birth Until That Of His Death Trace In Time An Inconcievable Figure. The Divine Mind Intuitively Grasps That Form Immediately, As Men Do A Triangle.

A . . . Poet Is A Discoverer Rather Than An Inventor.

A Book Is Not An Isolated Being: It Is A Relationship, An Axis Of Innumerable Relationships

I Believe That In Time We Will Have Reached The Point Where We Will Deserve To Be Free Of Government.