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It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.
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The male quality is the creative gift.
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Any day, any minute we bless God for our being or for anything, for food, for sunlight, we do and are what we were meant for, madefor--things that give and mean to give God glory.
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Ask of Her, the mighty Mother. Her reply puts this other Question: What is Spring?- Growth in every thing - Flesh and fleece, fur and feather, Grass and green world all together, Star-eyed strawberry breasted Throstle above Her nested Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin Forms and warms the life within, And bird and blossom swell In sod or sheath or shell.
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Horrible to say, in a manner I am a Communist.
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Searching nature I taste self but at one tankard, that of my own being.
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All things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we knew how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.
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Our Lord Jesus Christ , my brethren, is our hero, a hero all the world wants.
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Even with one companion ecstasy is almost banished.
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Your personal boundaries protect the inner core of your identity and your right to choices.
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All the world is full of inscape and chance left free to act falls into an order as well as purpose.