A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.

Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.

But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.

Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.

I am going to that country which I have all my life wished to see.

Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently.. invisibly.

When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do.