The only thing that is fundamental (real) is consciousness itself; all else is virtual- i.e., a result of an exchange of information within consciousness.

Britannia needs no bulwarks, No towers along the steep; Her march is o'er the mountain waves, Her home is on the deep.

Who hail thee, Man! the pilgrim of the day, spouse of the worm, and brother of the clay.

Better be courted and jilted Than never be courted at all.

Where the Scriptures speak, we speak; where the Scriptures are silent, we are silent.

The popularity of that baby-faced boy, who possessed not even the elements of a good actor, was a hallucination in the public mind, and a disgrace to our theatrical history.

For there no yew nor cypress spread their glom But roses blossom'd each rustic tomb.