The unpurged images of day recede; The Emperor's drunken soldiery are abed; Night resonance recedes, night-walkers' song After great cathedral gong.

When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.

What shall I do for pretty girls Now my old bawd is dead?

All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.

The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.

It is most important that we should keep in this country a certain leisured class. I am of the opinion of the ancient Jewish book which says there is no wisdom without leisure.

Before me floats an image, man or shade, / Shade more than man, more image than a shade.