A poet is a painter of the soul.

A circle may be small, yet it may be as mathematically beautiful and perfect as a large one.

A learned historian declared to me of a contemporary, that the latter had appropriated his researches; he might, indeed, and he had a right to refer to the same originals; but if his predecessor had opened the sources for him, gratitude is not a silent virtue.

Every work of Genius is tinctured by the feelings, and often originates in the events of times.

Enthusiasm is that secret and harmonious spirit which hovers over the production of genius.

Literary friendship is a sympathy not of manners, but of feelings.

The golden hour of invention must terminate like other hours, and when the man of genius returns to the cares, the duties, the vexations, and the amusements of life, his companions behold him as one of themselves - the creature of habits and infirmities.