“Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.”

“We are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.”

“Do not be merciful, but be just, for mercy is bestowed upon the guilty criminal, while Justice is all that the innocent man requires.”

“Inspiration is in seeing a part of the whole with the part of the whole in you.”

“The universe is my country and the human family is my tribe.”

“Sweets grown common lose their dear delight.”

“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.”

“The prize of all too precious you.”