How should all the apparatus of heaven and earth make poetry for a mind that had no movements of awe and tenderness, no sense of fellowship which thrills from the near to the distant, and back again from the distant to the near?

A man deep-wounded may feel too much pain To feel much anger.

There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but a hatred of all injury.

Teach love, for that is what you are.

It is not true that love makes all things easy; it makes us choose what is difficult.

In the first moments when we come away from the presence of death, every other relation to the living is merged, to our feeling, in the great relation of a common nature and a common destiny.

If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.