That willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.

The Language of the Dream/Night is contrary to that of Waking/Day. It is a language of Images and Sensations, the various dialects of which are far less different from each other, than the various Day-Languages of Nations.

That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.

The heart should have fed upon the truth, as insects on a leaf, till it be tinged with the color, and show its food in every ... minutest fiber.

Is duty a mere sport, or an employ! Life an entrusted talent or a toy!

To admire on principle is the only way to imitate without loss of originality.

The whole faculties of man must be exerted in order to call forth noble energies; and he who is not earnestly sincere lives in but half his being, self-mutilated, self-paralyzed.