A poem is made up of thoughts, each of which filled the whole sky of the poet in its turn.

The Frenchman invented the ruffle; the Englishman added the shirt.

It all begins when the soul would have its way with you.

"In the woods we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life~~no disgrace, no calamity (leaving me my eyes), which nature cannot repair."

As the Sandwich Islander believes that the strength and valor of the enemy he kills passes into himself, so we gain the strength of the temptation we resist.

Freedom has nothing to do with having the right to vote for your oppressor; freedom is not having any form of oppression.

For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.