I never saw so sweet a face. As that I stood before. My heart has left it dwelling place ... and can return no more.

Wildness is my suiting scene.

The best way to avoid a bad action is by doing a good one, for there is no difficulty in the world like that of trying to do nothing.

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the living sea of waking dreams, Where there is neither sense of life or joys, But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems; And e'en the dearest--that I love the best-- Are strange--nay, rather stranger than the rest.

I never saw so sweet a face. As that I stood before. My heart has left it dwelling place ... and can return no more.

I was Byron and Shakespeare formerly.

Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May New blooming blossoms neath the sun are born, And all poor April's charms are swept away.