The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.
Walter Savage LandorAmbition does not see the earth she treads on: The rock and the herbage are of one substance to her.
Walter Savage LandorThe sweetest souls, like the sweetest flowers, soon canker in cities, and no purity is rarer there than the purity of delight.
Walter Savage Landor