Poetry Has Been The Guardian Angel Of

Hence Life, As Through A Cloud, For Me I See Vanish, And To The Past's Dark Shade 'tis Chas'd; As A Grand Image Love Remains To Me-- Sole Remnant Of A Dream, By Morn Effac'd.

Fiction Is The Microscope Of Truth.

If One Had But A Single Glance To Give The World, One Should Gaze On Istanbul.

Philosophy Is The Rational Expression Of Genius.

Treason, Which Begins By Being Cautious, Ends By Betraying Itself.