And They Three Passed Over The White

Too Soon Did The Doctors Of The Church Forget That The Heart--the Moral Nature--was The Beginning And The End, And That Truth, Knowledge, And Insight Were Comprehended In Its Expansion.

Nothing Is As Contagious As Enthusiasm. It Is The Real Allegory Of The Myth Of Orpheus; It Moves Stones, And Charms Brutes. It Is The Genius Of Sincerity, And Truth Accomplishes No Victories Without It.

A Noise Like Of A Hidden Brook In The Leafy Month Of June, That To The Sleeping Woods All Night Singeth A Quiet Tune.

Plagiarists Are Always Suspicious Of Being Stolen From.

The Author Of Biographia Literaria Was Already A Ruined Man. Sometimes, However, To Be A "ruined Man" Is Itself A Vocation.