The birds looked upon me as nothing but a man, quite a trifling creature without wings-and they would have nothing to do with me. Were it not so I would build a small cabin for myself among their crowd of nests and pass my days counting the sea waves.

I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things

Spurious fame spreads from tongue to tongue like the fog of the early dawn before the sun rises.

[The poets' role is that of] capturing on their instruments the secret stir of life in the air and giving it voice in the music of prophecy

Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.

Compliments win friends, honesty loses them.

Our scientific world is our world of reasoning. It has its greatness and uses and attractions. We are ready to pay homage due to it. But when it claims to have discovered the real world for us and laughs at the worlds of all simple-minded men, then we must say it is like a general grown intoxicated with his power, usurping the throne of his king