Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.

You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!

If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.

Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.