I despair of ever writing excellent poetry.
I can only say that one’s individual situation is more real and important to oneself than the devastations of fates and empires especially when they do not vitally affect oneself.
Nothing can justify war.
I was induced to establish several orders of merit, from conviction that emulation, well directed, becomes a useful servant; and, that the latent genius of some youth is more easily brought into action this way, than by the more sordid gratification of self-interest.
I wanted to write a battle song for the Judeans but so far I can think of nothing noble and weighty enough.
You mustn’t forget the circumstances I have been brought up in, the little education I have had.
The complaint of bad pay, and difficulty in obtaining it, is almost generally reiterated through every department of education.
When obedience to the Divine precepts keeps pace with knowledge, in the mind of any man, that man is a Christian; and when the fruits of Christianity are produced, that man is a disciple of our blessed Lord, let his profession of religion be what it may.
I will not leave a corner of my consciousness covered up, but saturate myself with the strange and extraordinary new conditions of this life, and it will all refine itself into poetry later on.