It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time. |
It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment /but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer? |
It is true from early habit, one must make love mechanically as one swims; I was once very fond of both, but now as I never swim unless I tumble into the water, I don't make love till almost obliged. |
It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe /you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep. |
It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts - you have no idea of the pain it gives one. |
Joy's recollection is no longer joy, while sorrow's memory is sorrow still |
Keep thy smooth words and juggling homilies for those who know thee not. |
Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger. |
Let simple Wordsworth chime his childish verse, / And brother Coleridge lull the babe at nurse. |
Let these describe the indescribable. |
Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda water the day after |
Let us not unman each other; part at once; all farewells should be sudden, when forever |
Letter writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company |
Liberty - eternal spirit of the chainless mind |
Life's enchanted cup sparkles near the brim. |