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

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.

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

Books are humanity in print.

Truth only has one story, while a lie has a dictionary.

You create your own reality.

To those people (who criticize me), get off your a** and make a record.

Success in the sport is, above all else, about enduring suffering.

You’re training a new employee,' says Mrs. Clark, 'to take over your boring old job.' When you raise a child.

I think one of the reasons people quit is because they're afraid they won't be able to get better and better; that they have to come to a zenith of some kind.

I was always painting when I was a kid. But then when I handled a camera when I was 17, that was it for me. I loved photography. I would work 4 or 5 hours a day. It was like a calling.

I have never, in 50 years, ever missed a deadline [as a journalist].

The highest treason a crab can commit is to make a leap for the rim of the bucket.