Poetry contains philosophy as the soul contains reason.
To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.
We say and exclaim within ourselves without breaking silence, in a tumult where everything speaks except our mouths. The realities of the soul are none the less real for being invisible and impalpable.
An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.
Wisdom is the health of the soul.
God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.