You may tell me that my hand and foot are only imaginary symbols of my existence. I could believe you, but you never, never can convince me that the I is not an eternal reality, and that the spiritual is not the true and real part of me.

The passionate heart of the poet is whirled into folly and vice.

The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.

That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin.

The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man, And the man said, "Am I your debtor?" And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can, And then I will let you a better.

It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon.

Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.