Ecstasy is a glassful of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth. |
Inspiration is needed in geometry, just as much as in poetry. |
The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us then ten-thousand truths. |
Upon the brink of the wild stream
He stood, and dreamt a mighty dream. |
Upon the brink of the wild stream He stood, and dreamt a mighty dream. |