When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!
Nothing is real beyond imaginative patterns men make of reality.
Joy and woe are woven fine.
A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or Love in a golden bowl?
The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God.