Most works are most beautiful without ornament.

What beauty there is in words; what a lurking curious charm in the sound some words.

Be not dishearten'd -- Affection shall solve the problems of Freedom yet; Those who love each other shall become invincible.

Lo, the most excellent sun so calm and haughty, The violet and purple morn with just-felt breezes, The gentle soft-born measureless light, The miracle spreading bathing all, the fulfill'd noon, The coming eve delicious, the welcome night and the stars, Over my cities shining all, enveloping man and land.

Re-examine all that you have been told... dismiss that which insults your soul.

This hour I tell things in confidence/ I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.