Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked.

It is the province of knowledge to speak, and it is the privilege of wisdom to listen.

Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked.

Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!

Learn the sweet magic of a cheerful face.

The sea drowns out humanity and time. It has no sympathy with either, for it belongs to eternity; and of that it sings its monotonous song forever and ever.

You may have genius. The contrary is, of course, probable.