To the Bible men will return; and why? Because they cannot do without it.

How many minds--almost all the great ones--were formed in secrecy and solitude!

Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day.

The future of poetry is immense, because in poetry, where it is worthy of its high destinies, our race, as time goes on, will find an ever surer and surer stay ... More and more mankind will discover that we have to turn to poetry to interpret life for us, to console us, to sustain us.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.