Cowards have done good and kind actions, but a coward never pardoned.
I am my own heaven and hell!
I speak with the Eternal through the instrument of nature, through the world's history: I read the soul of the artist in his Apollo.
Yes great people are always subject to persecution and always getting into straits.
We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.
Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.