The President proclaims war, and those Senators who dissent are not those who know better, but those who can afford to...Democracy becomes a government of bullies tempered by editors.

When the literary class betray a destitution of faith, it is not strange that society should be disheartened and sensualized by unbelief.

I DO not count the hours I spend In wandering by the sea; The forest is my loyal friend, Like God it useth me.

The South-wind brings Life, sunshine and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire; But over the dead he has no power, The lost, the lost, he cannot restore; And, looking over the hills, I mourn The darling who shall not return.

The universal does not attract us until housed in an individual.

Every reform was once a private opinion, and when it shall be a private opinion again, it will solve the problem of the age.

A poem, a sentence, causes us to see ourselves. I be, and I see my being, at the same time.