Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervade the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character.
Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character.
As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
Poetry is something to make us wiser and better, by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth, which God has set in all men's souls.