Direct your eye inward, and you'll find / A thousand regions in your mind / Yet undiscovered. Travel them, and be / Expert in home-cosmography
Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.
Think for yourself, or others will think for you without thinking of you.
What stuff is the man made of who is not coexistent in our thought with the purest and sublimest truth?
I may add that I am enjoying existence as much as ever, and regret nothing.
The imagination never forgets; it is a re-membering. It is not foundationless, but most reasonable, and it alone uses all the knowledge of the intellect.