Few Men Can Afford To Be Angry.

Poetry Should Be Vital--either Stirring Our Blood By Its Divine Movements Or Snatching Our Breath By Its Divine Perfection. To Do Both Is Supreme Glory, To Do Either Is Enduring Fame.

There Were No Books In Eden, And There Will Be None In Heaven

It Is The Mass The Matters.

I Am Far Too Much In Doubt About The Present, Far Too Perturbed .about The Future, To Be Otherwise Than Profoundly Reverential About The Past.

Friendship Is A Word, The Very Sight Of Which In Print Makes The Heart Warm.