Where Church and State are habitually associated, it is natural that minds, even of a high order, should unconsciously come to regard religion as only a subtler mode of police.

The eye is the notebook of the poet.

All thoughts that mold the age begin deep down within the primitive soul.

Take winter as you find him, and he turns out to be a thoroughly honest fellow; with no nonsense in him, which is a great comfort in the long-run.

How I do love the earth. I feel it thrill under my feet. I feel somehow as if it were conscious of my love, as if something passed into my dancing blood from it.

Through aisles of long-drawn centuries my spirit walks in thought.

The soil out of which such men as he are made is good to be born on, good to live on, good to die for and to be buried in.