Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in. Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.

The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.

The world is always childish, and with each new gewgaw of a revolution or new constitution that it finds, thinks it shall never cry any more.

The secret of the world is the tie between person and event. Person makes event and event person.

Youth is everywhere in place.

We are the prisoners of ideas.

It is a fact often observed, that men have written good verses under the inspiration of passion, who cannot write well under other circumstances.