"The sweet converse of an innocent mind."

“So many, and so many, and such glee.”

“Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.”

“Knowledge enormous makes a God of me.”

“You might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift of your subject with ore.”

“A poet is the most unpoetical of anything in existence; because he has no identity—he is continually informing—and filling some other body.”

“Many have original minds who do not think it — they are led away by custom — Now it appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own citadel.”