Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.

I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.

Like a mermaid in sea-weed, she dreams awake, trembling in her soft and chilly nest.

Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.

The air is all softness.

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.

The excellence of every Art is its intensity.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

Life is but a day; A fragile dewdrop on its perilous way From a tree's summit.

If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.

A man should have the fine point of his soul taken off to become fit for this world.

Love is my religion - I could die for it.

Every fresh experience points out some form of error which we shall afterwards carefully avoid.

Some say the world is a vale of tears, I say it is a place of soul-making.

I have so much of you in my heart.