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

The very dogs that sullenly bay the moon from farm-yards in these nights excite more heroism in our breasts than all the civil exhortations or war sermons of the age.

Still we live meanly like ants, though the fable tells us we were long ago changed into men.

Ignorance and bungling with love are better than wisdom and skill without.

It is childish to rest in the discovery of mere coincidences, or of partial and extraneous laws.

Poetry cannot breathe in the scholar's atmosphere.

The voice of nature is always encouraging.