“So many minds did gird their orbs with beams,
Tho' one did fling the fire;
Heaven flow'd upon the soul in many dreams
Of high desire.”

“Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another.”

“So softly death succeeded life in her,
She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.”

“In how many churches, by how many prophets, tell me, is man made sensible that he is an infinite Soul; that the earth and heavens are passing into his mind; that he is drinking forever the soul of God?”

“Through the ingenuousness of her age beamed an ardent mind, a mind not of the women but of the poet; she did not please, she intoxicated.”

“So many people did it that it was no longer an obsession; it was a demographic.”

“Mr. Devil lived in Heaven, but it seems he didn't learn anything good there. God is love. How did the devil get so wicked, even though he lived in Heaven for many years?”

“Courage, like so many other things, was not something one did or didn't have; it was a decision, a choice.”

“Did I say that? One says so many things, and the problem is they all get written down.”

“First one beam, then another, then
A thousand are radiant in the sky.
Each is both star and orb; and day
Is the riches of their atmosphere.”