Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.

I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon, In the round-tower of my heart, And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in the dust away!

As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, all my dreams, come back to me.

To be infatuated with the power of one's own intellect is an accident which seldom happens but to those who are remarkable for the want of intellectual power. Whenever Nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.

There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.

The surest pledge of a deathless name Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.

The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.