To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.

What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.

Art degraded, Imagination denied.

When the stars threw down their spears, and watered heaven with their tears, did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

I'm sure this Jesus will not do Either for Englishman or Jew.

O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.

Sooner strangle an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.