Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.
Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.
There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify – so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it, as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works.
Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one’s soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
It appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own airy citadel.
There is nothing stable in the world; uproar’s your only music.