Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.

Change is certain. Peace is followed by disturbances departure of evil men by their return. Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.

Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep, and it is lifted.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.

Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.