We always cut our poetical theories to suit our talent.
Who understands much forgives much. To understand everything makes us very forgiving.
Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind.
Divine Wisdom, intending to detain us some time on earth, has done well to cover with a veil the prospect of the life to come; for if our sight could clearly distinguish the opposite bank, who would remain on this tempestuous coast of time?
The mind may be exhausted, but the language of the heart is inexhaustible.
Love, supreme power of the heart, mysterious enthusiasm that encloses in itself all poetry, all heroism, all religion!