Among true and real friends, all is common; and were ignorance and envy and superstition banished from the world, all mankind would be friend.

Just a tender sense of my own process, that holds something of my connection with the divine.

The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil.

The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.

Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present; the words which express what they understand not; the trumpets which sing to battle, and feel not what they inspire; the influence which is moved not, but moves. Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

The advocates of literal interpretation have been the most efficacious enemies of those doctrines whose nature they profess to venerate.

The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.