All thoughtful men are solitary and original in themselves.
A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.
The intellect has only one failing, which, to be sure, is a very considerable one. It has no conscience.
There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.
A poet must need be before his own age, to be even with posterity
Not failure, but low aim, is crime.