Words are alive. Cut them and they bleed.
Difference of opinion is the one crime which kings never forgive.
I am become a transparent eyeball.
The true test of civilization is not the census, nor the size of cities, nor the crops - no, but the kind of man the country turns out.
The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.
The reason why any one refuses his assent to your opinion, or his aid to your benevolent design, is in you: he refuses to accept you as a bringer of truth, because, though you think you have it, he feels that you have it not. You have not given him the authentic sign.