Aesthetic Blasphemy

Breathes there a man with soul so dead

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, 'This is my own, my native land!' Whose...

Blind Men and the Elephant

It was six men of Indostan To learning much inclined, Who went to see the Elephant (Though all of them were...

Rediscovery

We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the...

A little love

Let those love now, who never loved before: Let those who always loved, now love the more. ~ Pervigilium Veneris...

The hermitage

The mind can weave itself warmly in the cocoon of its own thoughts, and dwell a hermit anywhere. James Russell...