One travels so as to learn once more how to marvel at life in the way a child does. And blessed be the poet, the artist who knows how to keep alive his sense of wonder. ↗
The poet knows himself only on the condition that things resound in him, and that in him, at a single awakening, they and he come forth together out of sleep. ↗
In every age poets and social reformers have tried to stimulate the people of their own time to a nobler life by enchanting stories of the virtues of the heroes of old. ↗