This proves that great lyric poetry can die be reborn die again but will always remain one of the most outstanding creations of the human soul.

The creations of a great writer are little more than the moods and passions of his own heart given surnames and Christian names and sent to walk the earth.

Our dreams are firsthand creations rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity at least while dreaming we partake of the power of the Spirit the infinite Godhead that creates the cosmos.

Cities are the greatest creations of humanity.