It should seem as if there were a few green sunny spots in the desert of life, to which we are always hastening forward: we eye them wistfully in the distance, and care not what perils or suffering we endure, so that we arrive at them at last.
Zeal will do more than knowledge.
Dandyism is a variety of genius.
Poetry is the universal language which the heart holds with nature and itself. He who has a contempt for poetry, cannot have much respect for himself, or for anything else.
He will never have true friends who is afraid of making enemies.
If the world were good for nothing else, it is a fine subject for speculation.