Why should we censure Othello when the Criterion Lover says, "Thou shalt have no other Gods before Me"?

We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.

Love is like life-merely longer.

I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.

I tasted life.

Spring's first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.

Sweet Skepticism of the Heart That knows and does not know And tosses like a Fleet of Balm Affronted by the snow.