Poetry Has Become The Higher Algebra Of

The Hunter Who Accepts The Sporting Code Of Ethics Keeps His Commandments In The Greatest Solitude, With No Witness Or Audience Other Than The Sharp Peaks Of The Mountain, The Roaming Cloud, The Stern Oak, The Trembling Juniper, And The Passing Animal.

There Is No Doubt; Even A Rejection Can Be The Shadow Of A Caress”.

The Choice Of A Point Of View Is The Initial Act Of A Culture.

Meditation On Any Theme, If Positive And Honest, Inevitably Separates Him Who Does The Meditating From The Opinion Prevailing Around Him, From That Which Can Be Called "public" Or "popular" Opinion.

The Assurance That We Have No Means Of Answering [final] Questions Is No Valid Excuse For Callousness Towards Them. The More Deeply Should We Feel, Down To The Roots Of Our Being, Their Pressure And Their Sting. Whose Hunger Has Ever Been [sated] With The Knowledge That He Could Not Eat?