The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame Over his living head like heaven is bent, An early but enduring monument, Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song In sorrow.

Design must be proved before a designer can be inferred.

It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

For there are deeds which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue.

Their errors have been weighed and found to have been dust in the balance; if their sins were as scarlet, they are now white as snow: they have been washed in the blood of the mediator and the redeemer, Time.

If God has spoken, why is the world not convinced.