In literature it is only the wild that attracts us.

The ears were made, not for such trivial uses as men are wont to suppose, but to hear celestial sounds.

The stars are the apexes of what triangles!

I found in myself, and still find, an instinct toward a higher, or, as it is named, spiritual life, as do most men, and another toward a primitive rank and savage one, and I reverence them both. I love the wild not less than the good.

Great God, I ask thee for no meaner pelf Than that I may not disappoint myself, That in my action I may soar as high As I can now discern with this clear eye.

Any fool can make a rule, and any fool will mind it.

The meeting of two eternities, the past and future....is precisely the present moment.