If soul my look and body touch, Which is the more blest?

People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.

And the merry love the fiddle, and the merry love to dance.

Oh, Love is the crooked thing, there is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it, for he will be thinking about love til the stars run away and the shadows eaten the moon.

It was my first meeting with a philosophy that confirmed my vague speculations and seemed at once logical and boundless.

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.

The problem wiv some blokes is that wen they ain't drunk, they're sober.