A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise.

Call the world if you please "the vale of soul-making." Then you will find out the use of the world.

Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams The summer time away.

What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.