Deep truth is imageless.

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.

This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

There are two Italies.... The one is the most sublime and lovely contemplation that can be conceived by the imagination of man; the other is the most degraded, disgusting, and odious. What do you think? Young women of rank actually eat - you will never guess what - garlick! Our poor friend Lord Byron is quite corrupted by living among these people, and in fact, is going on in a way not worthy of him.

Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.

To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.