The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

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.

If there's no hatred in a mind Assault and battery of the wind Can never tear the linnet from the leaf

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.

I bring you with reverent hands The books of my numberless dreams.

I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all like an opera.

Everything we look upon is blest.