The greater amount of truth is impulsively uttered; thus the greater amount is spoken, not written.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

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.

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.

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore.

I would define, in brief, the Poetry of words as the Rhythmical Creation of Beauty. Its sole arbiter is taste. With the intellect or with the conscience, it has only collateral relations. Unless incidentally, it has no concern whatever either with duty or with truth.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.