We are poor, indeed, when we have no half-wishes left us. The heart and the imagination close the shutters the instant they are gone.
Walter Savage LandorGod scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights in every temple burn, And at each shrine I bend my knee in turn.
Walter Savage LandorTyrants never perish from tyranny, but always from folly,-when their fantasies have built up a palace for which the earth has no foundation.
Walter Savage LandorHeat and animosity, contest and conflict, may sharpen the wits, although they rarely do; they never strengthen the understanding, clear the perspicacity, guide the judgment, or improve the heart.
Walter Savage Landor