You speak of Lord Byron and me there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.

My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk.

What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Love is my religion - I could die for it.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion - I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more - I could be martyred for my religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that.

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion - I have shuddered at it. I shudder no more - I could be martyred for my religion - Love is my religion - I could die for that.