Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e'en now, Eternity below?

Much of our ignorance is of ourselves. Our eyes are full of dust. Prejudice blinds us.

The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets To rise, ascend, and culminate above Eternity's horizon evermore.

Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o'er all the Powers of Sound.

O loving woman, man's fulfillment, sweet, Completing him not otherwise complete! How void and useless the sad remnant left Were he of her, his nobler part, bereft.

The power to bind and loose to Truth is given: The mouth that speaks it is the mouth of Heaven, The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.

True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.

O, beautiful and grand, My own, my native land! Of thee I boast: Great empire of the west, The dearest and the best, Made up of all the rest, I love thee most.

Words are freeborn, and not the vassals of the gruff tyrants of prose to do their bidding only. They have the same right to dance and sing as the dewdrops have to sparkle and the stars to shine.

I value science--none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.

Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.

If you remain calm in the midst of great chaos, it is the surest guarantee that it will eventually subside.

Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once!

I think that most of the women when they dress in the morning, they try to be someone elseToday there is too much retouching, and I don't like it...except on me.

My family is the treasure. I thank them heartily but I can't say this seeing them face to face since I'm too shy haha.

Whatsoever is done out of pure love, be it ever so little or contemptible in the sight of men, is wholly fruitful; for God measures more with how much love one worketh, than the amount he doeth.

O aching time! O moments big as years!

We'd all like to vote for the best man but he's never a candidate.

I don't want to be a tree; I want to be its meaning.

There are a lot of male egos out there that cannot deal with highly successful women. And it's their problem.

Life ain't all beer and skittles.