England! awake! awake! awake! Jerusalem thy sister calls! Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death And close her from thy ancient walls?

The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.

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.

He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.

Love is weak when there is more doubt than there is trust, but love is most strong when you learn to trust even with all the doubts. If a thing loves, it is infinite.

Nature has no outline. Imagination has.

The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really does.