Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see.

We dwell in the house of the body, but its perfection and intricate life are the work of a wisdom which never relaxes dominion over a single cell.

The relation of landlord and tenant is not an ideal one, but any relations in a social order will endure if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality.

Any relations in a social order will endure, if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality.

We have the universe to roam in in imagination. It is our virtue to be infinitely varied. The worst tyranny is uniformity.