Fancy that thou deservest to be hangedthou wilt feel it happiness to be only shot: fancy that thou deservest to be hanged ina hair halter, it will be a luxury to die in hemp.

Fire is the best of servants, but what a master!

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

Egotism is the source and summary of all faults and miseries.

There is a majesty and mystery in nature, take her as you will. The essence of poetry comes breathing to a mind that feels from every province of her empire.

Money will buy money's worth; but the thing men call fame, what is it?

It is not honest inquiry that makes anarchy; but it is error, insincerity, half belief and untruth that make it.