Yes," I answered you last night;"No," this morning, sir, I say.Colours seen by candlelightWill not look the same by day.
Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'
I am one who could have forgotten the plague, listening to Boccaccio's stories; and I am not ashamed of it.
If you desire faith, then you have faith enough.
What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?
My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be great at all.
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.