God Is The Poetic Genius In Each

To Chloe's Breast Young Cupid Slily Stole, But He Crept In At Myra's Pocket-hole.

Innocence Dwells With Wisdom, But Never With Ignorance.

Those Who Restrain Their Desires, Do So Because Theirs Is Weak Enough To Be Restrained.

One Thought Fills Immensity.

The Tree Which Moves Some To Tears Of Joy Is In The Eyes Of Others Only A Green Thing That Stands In The Way. Some See Nature All Ridicule And Deformity... And Some Scarce See Nature At All. But To The Eyes Of The Man Of Imagination, Nature Is Imagination Itself.