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.

Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.

There is no wider gulf in the universe than yawns between those on the hither and thither side of vital experience.