I dare not so honor my mere wishes and prayers as to put them for a moment beside your noble acts; but this know, I would rather submit to the worst of deaths, so far as pain goes, than have a single dog or cat tortured on the pretence of sparing me a twinge or two.
Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.
Silence 'tis awe decrees.
God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations.
A lion may die of an ass's kick.
No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.