How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill >>
Everything is complicated; if that were not so, life and poetry and ev >>
The poet is the priest of the invisible. >>
In the American metaphysic, reality is always material reality, hard, >>
A cause a day keeps reality away. >>
The world is so constructed, that if you wish to enjoy its pleasures, >>
What our eyes behold may well be the text of life but one's meditations on the text and the disclosures of these meditations are no less a part of the structure of reality.