It is well to lie fallow for a while.
Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.
Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.
Love, a brilliant fire, to gladden or consume.
I have sped by land and sea, and mingled with much people, but never yet could find a spot unsunned by human kindness.
O Death, what are thou? nurse of dreamless slumbers freshening the fevered flesh to a wakefulness eternal.