Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollect

Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.

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Faith is a passionate intuition.

What is pride? A rocket that emulates the stars.

Getting and spending we lay waste our powers.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

Everything in the world is about sex, except sex. Sex is about power.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow’s dark array, – Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.

I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.

The false can never grow into truth by growing in power.