...If you do not take it up with you in some way, I shall be under the necessity of breaking your head with this shovel

As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.

I fashion the expression of my face, as accurately as possible, in accordance with the expression of his, and then wait to see what thoughts or sentiments arise in my mind or heart, as if to match or correspond with the expression.

Thy soul shall find itself alone ’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone— Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness—for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee—and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. [...]

It is with literature as with law or empire - an established name is an estate in tenure, or a throne in possession.

How much more intense is the excitement wrought in the feelings of a crowd by the contemplation of human agony, than that brought about by the most appalling spectacles of inanimate matter.

I have made no money. I am as poor now as ever I was in my life - except in hope, which is by no means bankable.