Passion is power

The gods despise enforcèd offerings. When the heart brings its dearest and its last Then only will they hear—if then, if then!

Hark, below, the many-voiced earth, The chanting of the old religious trees, Rustle of far-off waters, woven sounds Of small and multitudinous lives awake, Peopling the grasses and the pools with joy, Uttering their meaning to the mystic …

Bring me your children hither. … Unto this twain, man-child and womanchild, I give the passion of this element; This seed of longing, substance of this love; This power, this purity, this annihilation.

Time softly there Laughs through the abyss of radiance with the gods.

I believe that government is for the use of the people, and not the people for the use of the government.

My object is to collect into a common fold the stray sheep, to find a home for the pariahs of every nation. I do not then hesitate to notice the catchpennies hawked in the public streets, as well as the sumptuous volumes got up for the …