It is the essence of poetry to spring, like the rainbow daughter of Wonder, from the invisible, to abolish the past, and refuse all history.
God never jests with us, and will not compromise the end of nature, by permitting any inconsequence in its procession.
The order of things consents to virtue.
Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.
Where the banana grows man is sensual and cruel.
All science has one aim, namely, to find a theory of nature.