"Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is..." - Quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“Many a crownCovers bald foreheads.”

“He said true things, but called them by wrong names.”

“A great acacia, with its slender trunkAnd overpoise of multitudinous leaves.(In which a hundred fields might spill their dewAnd intense verdure, yet find room enough)Stood reconciling all the place with green.”

“The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly.”

“I always feel that whatever isn't necessary shouldn't be in a poem.”

“Poets should be law-givers; that is, the boldest lyric inspiration should not chide and insult, but should announce and lead the civil code, and the day's work.”

“It was also her nature that caused her letters to avoid emotional pitfalls and confine themselves to relating the events of her daily life in the utilitarian style of a ship's log. In reality they were distracted letters, intended to keep the coals alive without putting her hand in the fire, while Florentino Ariza burned himself alive in every line.”

“When our brain feels too weak to deal with our opponent's objections, our heart answers by casting suspicion on their underlying motives.”

“I think I am beginning to understand why grief feels like suspense. It comes from the frustration of so many impulses that had become habitual. Thought after thought feeling after feeling action after action had H. for their object. Now their target is gone. I keep on through habit fitting an harrow to the string then I remember and have to lay the bow down. So many roads lead through to H. I set out on one of them. But now there's an impassable frontier-post across it. So many roads once now so many culs de sac.”