I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep!

A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.

I found him well educated, with unusual powers of mind, but infected with misanthropy, and subject to perverse moods of alternate enthusiasm and melancholy.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness - and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.

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

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

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.