There's a blush for won't, and a blush for shan't, and a blush for having done it: There's a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it.

I wish to believe in immortality-I wish to live with you forever.

All clean and comfortable I sit down to write.

With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.

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.

O Solitude! If I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap of murky buildings

The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.