Deep in my heart subsides the infrequent word, And there dies slowly throbbing like a wounded bird.

All things by immortal power. Near of far, to each other linked are, that thou canst not stir a flower without troubling of a star.

The innocent moon, that nothing does but shine,Moves all the labouring surges of the world.

Spring is come home with her world-wandering feet, And all things are made young with your desires.

An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident.

Babies breathe a lot more rapidly than adults do, and what's more, they're also growing quickly and so they're absorbing lots more into the body and they're more fragile in terms of development and so on.

The devil doesn't know how to sing, only how to howl.