Ah! my poor brain is racked and crazed, My spirit and senses amazed!

Forget not that the man who cannot enjoy his own natural gifts in silence, and find his reward in the exercise of them, will generally find himself badly off.

Those only obtain love, for the most part, who seek it not.

Boldness has power, magic and genius in it.

Why should we not recognize in the lightning, the thunder, and the storm wind, the approach of an overwhelming Power, and in the scent of flowers and the gently rustling zephyr the presence of a Being full of love?

Destiny grants us our wishes, but in its own way, in order to give us something beyond our wishes.

Sameness leaves us in peace but it is contradiction that makes us productive.