Accursed be the city where the laws would stifle nature's!
Glory, like the phoenix 'midst her fires, Exhales her odours, blazes, and expires.
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
Italia! O Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty.
Talent may be in time forgiven, but genius never
Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.