I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.

Government is the political representative of a natural equilibrium, of custom, of inertia; it is by no means a representative of reason.

The muffled syllables that Nature speaks Fill us with deeper longing for her word; She hides a meaning that the spirit seeks, She makes a sweeter music than is heard.

Chaos is a name for any order that produces confusion in our minds.

I like to walk about amidst the beautiful things that adorn the world.

The Fates, like an absent-minded printer, seldom allow a single line to stand perfect and unmarred.

Popular poets are the parish priests of the Muse, retailing her ancient divinations to a long since converted public.