O lovely Sisters! is it true That they are all inspired by you, And write by inward magic charm'd, And high enthusiasm warm'd?

Good-morrow to thy sable beak, And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, Thy crimson moon and azure eye

A willing heart adds feather to the heel.

If my heart were not light, I would die.

Pampered vanity is a better thing perhaps than starved pride.

I have seen the day, when, if a man made himself ridiculous, the world would laugh at him. But now, everything that is mean, disgusting, and absurd, pleases them but so much the better!

The bliss even of a moment still is bliss.

My day is closed! the gloom of night is come! a hopeless darkness settles over my fate.

But woman's grief is like a summer storm, Short as it violent is.

A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.

I wish I were with some of the wild people that run in the woods, and know nothing about accomplishments!

Cosmic Ordering does not judge you.

If the Beast gave me a library like he gave to Belle, I’d marry him too.

The brave venture anything.

I'm a fan of parchment and wood pulp.

An honest public servant can't become rich in politics. He can only attain greatness and satisfaction by service.

I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet.

I think I live such a boring life. But I can't imagine any other kind of life, so I guess it's the life I want.

Out of the thousands who are known or who want to be known as poets, maybe one or two are genuine and the rest are fakes, hanging around the sacred precincts, trying to look like the real thing.

[On Hollywood:] This is no town for a come back, people are too unsure of themselves.

I am fighting for those middle-class families who want us to deal with our debt and deficit, but they also want the investments that are critical to our country moving forward.