Men Of Genius Are Rarely Much Annoyed

Rage Is Essentially Vulgar.

Fear Gives Sudden Instincts Of Skill.

The Principle Of The Gothic Architecture Is Infinity Made Imaginable.

A Bitter And Perplexed "what Shall I Do?" Is Worse To Man Than Worse Necessity.

And In Life's Noisiest Hour, There Whispers Still The Ceaseless Love Of Thee, The Heart's Self-solace And Soliloquy. You Mould My Hopes, You Fashion Me Within.