There is no death! What seems so is transition; this life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death.

Resolve and thou art free.

O thou sculptor, painter, poet! Take this lesson to thy heart: That is best which lieth nearest; Shape from that thy work of art.

The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable.

The Nile, forever new and old, Among the living and the dead, Its mighty, mystic stream has rolled.

I love thee, as the good love heaven.

Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice triumphs.