What? Corpus. Body. Corpse. Good idea the Latin. Stupefies them first. Hospice for the dying. They don't seem to chew it; only swallow it down.

Winds of May, that dance on the sea, / Dancing a ring-around in glee / From furrow to furrow, while overheadThe foam flies up to be garlanded.

Love...is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself.

Do you know what Ireland is? Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.

A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are portals of discovery.

Resignation is the timid sign of courage.

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself, the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another's soul.

By an epiphany he meant a sudden spiritual manifestation, whether in vulgarity of speech or of gesture or in a memorable phase of the mind itself

Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts secrets weary of their tyranny, tyrants willing to be dethroned.

When the shy star goes forth in heaven / All maidenly, disconsolate, / Hear you amid the drowsy even / One who is singing by your gate. / His song is softer than the dew / And he is come to visit you.