The excellency of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeable evaporate.

You are always new. THe last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest. When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time...Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you.

Four seasons fill the measure of the year; there are four seasons in the minds of men.

I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.

I shall soon be laid in the quiet grave - thank God for the quiet grave

one of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind's imagining into another

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