"Time is, after all, the greatest of poets; and the sons of Memory stand a better chance of being the heirs of Fame."
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"Time is, after all, the greatest of poets; and the sons of Memory stand a better chance of being the heirs of Fame."
"The nurse of full-grown souls is solitude."
"Life is a sheet of paper white / Whereon each one of us may write / His word or two, and then comes night."
"Sentiment is intellectualized emotion; emotion precipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy."
"True love is but a humble, low born thing, And hath its food served up in earthenware; It is a thing to walk with, hand in hand, Through the every-dayness of this workday world."
"The purely Great Whose soul no siren passion could unsphere, Thou nameless, now a power and mixed with fate."
"Year by year, more and more of the world gets disenchanted. Even the icy privacy of the arctic and antarctic circles is invaded. We have played Jack Horner with our earth, till there is never a plum left in it."
"Freedom needs all her poets; it is they Who give her aspirations wings, And to the wiser law of music sway Her wild imaginings."
"It ["The Ancient Mariner"] is marvellous in its mastery over that delightfully fortuitous inconsequence that is the adamantine logic of dreamland."
"While tenderness of feeling and susceptibility to generous emotions are accidents of temperament, goodness is an achievement of the will and a quality of the life."
"Good luck is the willing handmaid of upright, energetic character, and conscientious observance of duty."
"A sneer is the weapon of the weak."
"The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment."
"My gran'ther's rule was safer 'n 't is to crow: Don't never prophesy - onless ye know."
"It is the rooted instinct in men to admire what is better and more beautiful than themselves."
"As one lamp lights another, nor grows less,So nobleness enkindleth nobleness."
"Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne."
"The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with anothers need; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me."
"Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed, And feeds the green earth with its swift decay, Leaving it richer for the growth of truth."
"Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yet With the thought of other years?"