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I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
As nothing is more easy than to think, so nothing is more difficult than to think well.
Who quick be to borrow and slow be to pay, their credit is naught, go they ever so gay.
Every shot has its commission, d'ye see? We must all die at one time, as the saying is.
Why shouldn't poetry address what happened yesterday and be published in the newspaper?
We are reassured almost as foolishly as we are alarmed; human nature is so constituted.
Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit.
Man does not understand nor accept immortality except on condition of self-remembrance.
The holy law of Jesus Christ governs our civilisation, but it does not yet permeate it.
Have but luck, and you will have the rest; be fortunate, and you will be thought great.
Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.
Private faces in public places Are wiser and nicer Than public faces in private places.
Man is a history-making creature, who can neither repeat his past, nor leave it behind.
Lost in a haunted wood, Children afraid of the night Who have never been happy or good.
I will take with me the emptiness of my hands. What you do not have you find everywhere
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me
Reality is not what it is. It consists of the many realities which it can be made into.
We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.
What is there in life except one's ideas, Good air, good friend, what is there in life?
My tribute to mystical, magical trees that the Cherokee called "standing people. . . ."
It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.
NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.
This hour I tell things in confidence/ I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.
This is the city, and I am one of the citizens/Whatever interests the rest interests me
In an examination those who do not wish to know ask questions of those who cannot tell.
Escape? There is one unwatched way: your eyes. O Beauty! Keep me good that secret gate.
To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.
Those who restrain their desires, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.
Mans desires are limited by his perceptions; none can desire what he has not perceived.
Nor dread nor hope attend a dying animal; a man awaits his end dreading and hoping all.
The little wind-flower, whose just opened eye Is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.
Compose. (No ideas but in things) Invent! Saxifrage is my flower that splits the rocks.
She that asks Her dear five hundred friends, contemns them all, And hates their coming.
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, 'tis being flayed alive.
It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.
God forbid that Judges upon their oath should make resolutions to enlarge jurisdiction.
A lawyer's dealings should be just and fair; Honesty shines with great advantage there.
Anger is blood, poured and perplexed into froth; but malice is the wisdom of our wrath.
Noble men in the quiet of morning hear Indians singing the continent's violent requiem.
Who but knows How it goes! Life's a last year's Nightingale, Love's a last year's rose.
Tact is one of the first mental virtues, the absence of it is fatal to the best talent.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty.
Who is Silvia What is she, That all our swains commend her Holy, fair, and wise is she.
We suffer a lot the few things we lack and we enjoy too little the many things we have.
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.
Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. Then your love would also change.
So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies.
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.