A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy

My Mind Has Been The Most Discontented And Restless One That Ever Was Put Into A Body Too Small For It.

I Am Certain Of Nothing But The Holiness Of The Heart’s Affections And The Truth Of The Imagination – What The Imagination Seizes As Beauty Must Be Truth – Whether It Existed Before Or Not – For I Have The Same Idea Of All Our Passions As Of Love They Are All In Their Sublime, Creative Of Essential Beauty . . .

Blessed Is The Healthy Nature; It Is The Coherent, Sweetly Co-operative, Not Incoherent, Self-distracting, Self-destructive One!

He Ne'er Is Crowned With Immortality Who Fears To Follow Where Airy Voices Lead.

Every Fresh Experience Points Out Some Form Of Error Which We Shall Afterwards Carefully Avoid.