In nature we never see anything isolated but everything in connection with something else which is before it beside it under it and over it.
A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language of language and for language.
There is no original truth only original error.
Poetry is one of the destinies of speech... One would say that the poetic...
The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest....
Madam C. J. Walker (1867-1919) was “the first Black woman...
It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as...
True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally...
