Columbus discovered no isle or key so lonely as himself.

Every man is a quotation from all his ancestors.

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

Yet these uneasy pleasures and fine pains are for curiosity, and not for life.

The cold, inconsiderate of persons, tingles your blood, benumbs your feet, freezes a man like an apple.

Not in nature but in man is all the beauty and worth he sees. The world is very empty, and is indebted to this gilding, exalting soul for all its pride.

If we must accept fate we are not less compelled to affirm liberty, the significance of the individual, the grandeur of duty, the power of character.