When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!

If Christianity was morality, Socrates would be the Saviour.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.

Lives in eternity's sun rise.

Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.