I Want A Brighter Word Than Bright

How Sad It Is When A Luxurious Imagination Is Obliged In Self Defense To Deaden Its Delicacy In Vulgarity, And Riot In Things Attainable That It May Not Have Leisure To Go Mad After Things That Are Not.

O For A Life Of Sensations Rather Than Of Thoughts!

Many Have Original Minds Who Do Not Think It - They Are Led Away By Custom!

O For The Gentleness Of Old Romance, The Simple Planning Of A Minstrel's Song!

I Compare Human Life To A Large Mansion Of Many Apartments, Two Of Which I Can Only Describe, The Doors Of The Rest Being As Yet Shut Upon Me.