There is no beauty without some strangeness

The depth lies in the valleys where we seek her, and not upon the mountain-tops where she is found.

I seemed to be upon the verge of comprehension, without the power to comprehend as men, at time, find themselves upon the brink of rememberance, without being able, in the end, to remember.

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

I need scarcely observe that a poem deserves its title only inasmuch as it excites, by elevating the soul. The value of the poem is in the ratio of this elevating excitement. But all excitements are, through a psychal necessity, transient.

...for her whom in life thou dids't abhor, in death thou shalt adore

There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of merit; but the case of song-writing is, I think, one of the few.