I had my dreams of Venice, but nothing that I had dreamed was as impossible as what I found.

I had my dreams of Venice, but nothing that I had dreamed was as impossible as what I found.

There is not a dream which may not come true, if we have the energy which makes, or chooses, our own fate.... It is only the dreams of those light sleepers who dream faintly that do not come true.

My soul is like this cloudy, flaming opal ring.

He knew that the whole mystery of beauty can never be comprehended by the crowd, and that while clearness is a virtue of style, perfect explicitness is not a necessary virtue.

And I would have, now love is over, An end to all, an end: I cannot, having been your lover Stoop to become your friend!

Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me.