Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is

For They Can Conquer Who Believe They Can.

The True Amphitryon Is The Amphitryon Where We Dine.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth, Our Appetites As Apt To Change As Theirs, And Full As Craving Too, And Full As Vain.

Imagining Is In Itself The Very Height And Life Of Poetry, Which, By A Kind Of Enthusiasm Or Extraordinary Emotion Of The Soul, Makes It Seem To Us That We Behold Those Things Which The Poet Paints.

An Ugly Woman In A Rich Habit Set Out With Jewels Nothing Can Become.