Every poet, be his outward lot what it may, finds himself born in the midst of prose; h e has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an actual world into the freedom and infinitude of an ideal.

Good Christian people, here lies for you an inestimable loan; take all heed thereof, in all carefulness, employ it: with high recompense, or else with heavy penalty, will it one day be required back.

To be true is manly, chivalrous, Christian; to be false is mean, cowardly, devilish.

Writing is a dreadful labor, yet not so dreadful as Idleness.

There are good and bad times, but our mood changes more often than our fortune.

The leafy blossoming present time springs from the whole past, remembered and unrememberable.

Parliament will train you to talk; and above all things to hear, with patience, unlimited quantities of foolish talk.