I love being superior to myself better than [to] my equals.

Hence, viper thoughts, that coil around my mind,Reality's dark dream!I turn from you, and listen to the wind,Which long has raved unnoticed.

Remorse weeps tears of blood.

How inimitably graceful children are in general-before they learn to dance.

The rules of prudence, like the laws of the stone tables, are for the most part prohibitive. "Thou shalt not" is their characteristic formula.

Genius must have talent as its complement and implement, just as in like manner imagination must have fancy. In short, the higher intellectual powers can only act through a corresponding energy of the lower.

Wherever you find a sentence musically worded, of true rhythm and melody in the words, there is something deep and good in the meaning too.