I imagine therefore I belong and am free.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

Those who have not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

Mine Enemy is growing old -- I have at last Revenge -- The Palate of the Hate departs -- If any would avenge Let him be quick -- the Viand flits -- It is a faded Meat -- Anger as soon as fed is dead -- 'Tis starving makes it fat

The only secret people keep is immortality.

Knew I how to pray, to intercede for your [broken] Foot were intuitive - but I am but a Pagan.