The violence of love is as much to be dreaded as that of hate.

Good poetry seems so simple and natural a thing that when we meet it we wonder that all men are not always poets. Poetry is nothing but healthy speech.

Birds never sing in caves.

It is an unfortunate discovery certainly, that of a law which binds us where we did not know before that we were bound.

One may be drunk with love without being any nearer to finding his mate.

The most primitive places left with us are the swamps, where the spruce still grows shaggy with usnea.

Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.