The poet's body even is not fed like other men's, but he sometimes tastes the genuine nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and lives adivine life. By the healthful and invigorating thrills of inspiration his life is preserved to a serene old age.

How can we expect a harvest of thought who have not had a seedtime of character?

New ideas come into this world somewhat like falling meteors, with a flash and an explosion.

Faint heart never won true friend. O my friend, may it come to pass, once, that when you are my friend I may be yours.

Where there is a brave man, in the thickest of the fight, there is the post of honor.

When it was proposed to me to go abroad, rub oft some rust, and better my condition in a worldly sense, I fear lest my life will lose some of its homeliness. If these fields and streams and woods, the phenomena of nature here, and the simple occupations of the inhabitants should cease to interest and inspire me, no culture or wealth would atone for the loss.

No way of thinking or doing, however ancient, can be trusted without proof.