Lord Bacon could as easily have created the planets as he could have written Hamlet.
Know what thou canst work at, and work at it like a Hercules.
Every new opinion, at its starting, is precisely in a minority of one.
Hardened round us, encasing wholly every notion we form is a wrapping of traditions, hearsay's, and mere words.
Eternity looks grander and kinder if time grow meaner and more hostile.
It is part of my creed that the only poetry is history, could we tell it right.