Life Is A Toy Made Of Glass;

Let Us Love Winter, For It Is The Spring Of Genius.

Even When I'm Railed At, I Get My Quota Of Renown.

Learning Is The Property Of Those Who Fear To Do Disagreeable Things.

Life Is A Toy Made Of Glass; It Appears To Be Of Inestimable Price, But In Reality It Is Very Cheap.

Poetry Is A Whim Of Nature In Her Lighter Moods; It Requires Nothing But Its Own Madness And, Lacking That, It Becomes A Soundless Cymbal, A Belfry Without A Bell.