Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.
I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
Know ye what it is to be a child? It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief.
I love tranquil solitude.
I have drunken deep of joy.
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.