Wordsworth

"Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood" [excerpt]

"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; 
The Soul that rises with us, our life’s Star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come 
From God, who is our home"

-William Wordsworth.

We should strive to write, think, and live like we come "from God, who is our home." If, as Wordsworth suspects, "our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting," perhaps compelling messages come from remembrance. We need create nothing novel, only to remember and convey that which is unadulterated and true.