Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
War is the statesman's game the priest's delight the lawyer's jest the...
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in...
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
We look before and after And pine for what is not Our sincerest laughter...
Twin-sister of Religion Selfishness.
Poetry is a sword of lightning ever unsheathed which consumes the scabbard...
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it...
Music when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew who had money to be...
Reason respects the differences and imagination the similitudes of things.
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
Concerning God freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may...
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
Government is an evil it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that...
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred it...
Fear not for the future weep not for the past.
Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep and it is lifted.
Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances departure of evil men by...
Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and...
Obscenity which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life is a...
Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world and makes familiar...
I never laugh or smile when I am writing. When I come home for lunch after writing all morning my wife says I look like I just came home from a funeral. This is not bragging. This is an illness.
