This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

It is found easier, by the short-sighted victims of disease, to palliate their torments by medicine, than to prevent them by regimen

Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong: They learn in suffering what they teach in song.

Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.

Constancy has nothing virtuous in itself, independently of the pleasure it confers, and partakes of the temporizing spirit of vice in proportion as it endures tamely moral defects of magnitude in the object of its indiscreet choice.

Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry.

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