Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

I know what things are good: friendship and work and conversation. These I shall have.

There are only three things in the world, one is to read poetry, another is to write poetry, and the best of all is to live poetry.

Youth is stranger than fiction.

Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.

All the little emptiness of love!

If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.