Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.
He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out.
More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul.
Gratitude is heaven itself.
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.
Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?" He replied, "All poets believe it does. And in ages of imagination, this firm persuasion removes mountains; but many are not capable of firm persuasion of anything.