Well has he lived who has lived well in obscurity.
Difficulty is what wakes up the genius.
The poet's labors are a work of joy, and require peace of mind.
Let what is irksome become habitual, no more will it trouble you.
Love fed fat soon turns to boredom.
For in this strange anatomy we wear, the head has greater powers than the hand; the spirit, heart, and mind are over all.