True as the needle to the pole, Or as the dial to the sun.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
At rest, however, in the middle of everything is the sun.
Once, even the simple metal needle challenged the conventional thinking of a time.
A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's fair; Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
The sun has not yet set for all time.
The sun will not rise or set without my notice, and thanks.
I have nothing to ask but that you would remove to the other side, that you may not, by intercepting the sunshine, take from me what you cannot give.
Moreover, since the sun remains stationary, whatever appears as a motion of the sun is really due rather to the motion of the earth.
I don't really believe in 'directions' in art; the rope twists as you follow it, that's all.
Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?
You can always pick up your needle and move to another groove.