Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life

I henceforth tread the world, chaste, temperate, an early riser, a steady grower.

Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.

Exact science and its practical movements are no checks on the greatest poet, but always his encouragement and support ... The sailor and traveller, the anatomist, chemist, astronomer, geologist, phrenologist, spiritualist, mathematician, historian and lexicographer are not poets, but they are the lawgivers of poets and their construction underlies the structure of every perfect poem.

There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.