Had I But Written As Many Odes

Every Fact Is Related On One Side To Sensation, And, On The Other, To Morals. The Game Of Thought Is, On The Appearance Of One Of These Two Sides, To Find The Other: Given The Upper, To Find The Under Side.

Society Is A Hospital Of Incurables.

All The Great Ages Have Been Ages Of Belief.

If You Criticize A Fine Genius, The Odds Are That You Are Out Of Your Reckoning, And, Instead Of The Poet, Are Censuring Your Owncaricature Of Him.

A Man Must Thank His Defects, And Stand In Some Terror Of His Talents.