It were much better that a sentient being should never have existed, than that it should have existed only to endure unmitigated misery.

Thou hast a voice, great Mountain, to repeal. Large codes of fraud and woe; not understood by all, but which the wise, and great, and good interpret, or make felt, or deeply feel.

Love's Pestilence, and her slow dogs of war.

Underneath Day's azure eyes, Ocean's nursling, Venice lies, A peopled labyrinth of walls, Amphitrite's destined halls

Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew, who had money to be generous with, should be a stockbroker.

Peace is in the grave.

I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.