Aesthetic Blasphemy

What man has made of man!

I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad...

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 blind),...

Things that I cannot remember

“There are three things I always forget. Names, Faces and... the third I can't remember.” Italo Svevo (Image Source)

The fault Brutus

Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are...