The beautiful attracts the beautiful.

The beautiful attracts the beautiful.

If you are melancholy for the first time, you will find, upon a little inquiry, that others have been melancholy many times, and yet are cheerful now.

The fish is swift, small-needing, vague yet clear, A cold, sweet, silver life, wrapped in round waves.

May exalting and humanizing thoughts forever accompany me, making me confident without pride, and modest without servility.

Poetry is the breath of beauty.

Many birds and beasts are...as fit to go to Heaven as many human beings - people who talk of their seats there with as much confidence as if they had booked them at a box office.