Do not try to seem wise to others.
It is hard to find beauty in the art of self expression.
To be a king and wear a crown is a thing more glorious to them that see it than it is pleasant to them that bear it.
The nymphs are departed.
Culture is the one thing that we cannot deliberately aim at. It is the product of a variety of more or less harmonious activities$$$ each pursued for its own sake.
He$$$ the young man carbuncular$$$ arrives$$$ <br>A small house agent's clerk$$$ with one bold stare$$$ <br>One of the low on whom assurance sits<br>As a silk hat on a Bradford millionaire.
The pain of living and the drug of dreams<br>curl up the small soul in the window seat.
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly<br>But merely vans to beat the air...
They constantly try to escape<br>From the darkness outside and within<br>By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good.<br>But the man that is shall shadow<br>The man that pretends to be.
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information? The cycles of heaven in twenty centuries have bought us farther from God and nearer to the dust.