I don't know a better preparation for life than love of poetry and a good digestion.
The stars that nature hung in heaven and filled their lamps with everlasting oil give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell...
For what can war but endless war still breed?
None can love freedom heartily but good men the rest love not freedom but...
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...
