To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
I am under the direction of messengers from Heaven daily and nightly.
I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.
The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved.
Listen to the fool's reproach! It is a kingly title!
The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the crow