Such is the frailty of man that even where he makes the truest and most forcible impression in the memory, in the heart of his beloved, there also he must perish.

The day is committed to error and floundering; success and achievement are matters of long range.

Colour itself is a degree of darkness.

If you want to get pleasure out of life, you must attach value to the world.

If any man wish to write in a clear style, let him be first clear in his thoughts; and if any would write in a noble style, let him first possess a noble soul.

At bottom, no real object is unpoetical, if the poet knows how to use it properly.

Since you know me and my destiny only too well, you probably also know what attracts me to all unfortunate people.