Maxims are to the intellect what laws are to actions; they do not enlighten, but they guide and direct, and, although themselves blind, are protective.

Imagination is the eye of the soul.

Poetry is to be found nowhere unless we carry it within us.

The mind is the atmosphere of the soul.

It is an aspect of all happiness to suppose that we deserve it.

Never cut what you can untie.

Words, like glass, obscure when they do not aid vision.