I have believed the best of every man. And find that to believe is enough to make a bad man show him at his best, or even a good man swings his lantern higher.

Ah, let us kiss each other's eyes,/And laugh our love away.

Love comes in at the eye.

It seems to me that love, if it is fine, is essentially a discipline.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping...I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Our own acts are isolated and one act does not buy absolution for another.

One often hears of a horse that shivers with terror, or of a dog that howls at something a mans eyes cannot see, and men who live primitive lives where instinct does the work of reason are fully conscious,of many things we cannot perceive at all. As life becomes more orderly, more deliberate, the supernatural world sinks farther away.