Fashion and riches will mask much annoyance.

Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught.

He that would earn the Poet's sacred name, Must write for future as for present ages.

No night so wild but brings the constant sun With love and power untold; No time so dark but through its woof there run Some blessed threads of gold.

Beautiful and rare Aurora, In the heavens thou art their Flora

December drops no weak, relenting tear, By our fond summer sympathies ensnared; Nor from the perfect circle of the year Can even winter's crystal gems be spared.

O Light divine! we need no fuller test That all is ordered well; We know enough to trust that all is best Where Love and Wisdom dwell.

We are spirits clad in veils.

I become more and more inclined to sink the minister in the man, and abandon my present calling in toto as a profession... to create a living religion in landscape painting.

We are spirits clad in veils; Man by man was never seen; All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen.

Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply.

I find it so amazing when people tell me that electronic music has no soul. You can't blame the computer. If there's no soul in the music, it's because nobody put it there.

I just don't see myself as the heroine in my own narrative.

When people ask me really stupid questions or get it really wrong, I feel embarrassed for them. I don't really feel angry at them.

Throughout this country's history there have of course been systematic efforts to create an official underclass.

The world is growing old;Who would not be at rest and freeWhere love is never cold?

The great method of prayer is to have none. If in going to prayer one can form in oneself a pure capacity for receiving the spirit of God, that will suffice for all method.

But instead of tears, when I press my face against the pillow, a horrible, primal scream comes out of me. It's unlike anything I thought myself capable of. Rage, unlike anything I've ever known.

Non-co-operation means nothing less than training in self-sacrifice.

Pleasure dies at the very moment when it charms us most.