I lost a world the other day. Has anybody found? You'll know it by the rows of stars around it's forehead bound. A rich man might not notice it; yet to my frugal eye of more esteem than ducats. Oh! Find it, sir, for me!

Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.

Pain - has an Element of Blank It cannot recollect When it begun - or if there were a time when it was not - It has no Future - but itself - Its Infinite contain Its Past - enlightened to perceive New Periods - of Pain.

I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.

Bring me the sunset in a cup.

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

Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant/Success in Circuit lies.