“Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.”
“Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.”
“Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.”
“Since you would save none of me, I bury some of you.”
“When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language.”
“I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry.”
“Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right.”
“The day breaks not, it is my heart.”
“Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven.”
“He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.”