Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it
Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream.
Thou art a dreaming thing, A fever of thyself.
We must repeat the often repeated saying, that it is unworthy a religious man to view an irreligious one either with alarm or aversion, or with any other feeling than regret and hope and brotherly commiseration.
What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should'st move My heart so potently?
I must choose between despair and Energy──I choose the latter.