Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?

Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache: do be my enemy for friendship's sake.

To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wildflower.

If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.

Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals & is utterly useless to any one; a blight never does good to a tree, & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.

To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.