Cultivate Simplicity, Coleridge.

I Allow No Hot-beds In The Gardens Of Parnassus.

No One Ever Regarded The First Of January With Indifference.

Dream Not ... Of Having Tasted All The Grandeur And Wildness Of Fancy Till You Have Gone Mad!

There Are Like To Be Short Graces Where The Devil Plays Host.

The Muses Were Dumb While Apollo Lectured.