He who does not imagine in stronger and better lineaments, and in stronger and better light than his perishing and mortal eye can see, does not imagine at all.

Each man is haunted until his humanity awakens.

God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration!

The busy bee has no time for sorrow.

Then the Parson might preach, & drink, & sing, And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring; And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church, Would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch.

I see through my eyes, not with them.

The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.