Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.

I love Love - though he has wings, And like light can flee, But above all other things, Spirit, I love thee - Thou art love and life! Oh come, Make once more m…

The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The things I seek, not love …

Fantasy, abandoned by reason, produces impossible monsters; united with it, she is the mother of the arts and the origin of marvels.

Imagination does not breed insanity. Exactly what does breed insanity is reason. Poets do not go mad; but chess-players do. Mathematicians go mad, and cashiers…

To understand this for sense it is not required that a man should be a geometrician or a logician, but that he should be mad.