Reality is always the foe of famous names.
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world's well beaten ways.
To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
For style beyond the genius never dares.
Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.