Methinks that the moment my legs began to move, my thoughts began to flow.

What sort of space is that which separates a man from his fellows and makes him solitary?

I would stand upon facts.

It takes a man of genius to travel in his own country, in his native village; to make any progress between his door and his gate.

The process of discovery is very simple. An unwearied and systematic application of known laws to nature, causes the unknown to reveal themselves. Almost any mode of observation will be successful at last, for what is most wanted is method.

As long as there is satire, the poet is, as it were, particeps criminis.

The way you spend Christmas is far more important than how much.