"Unto my Books-so good to turn-Far ends of tired Days-It half endears the Abstinence-And Pain-is missed-in Praise-As Flavors-cheer Retarded Guests with Banquettings to be-so Spices-stimulate the time till my small Library-It may be Wilderness-without-Far feet of failing Men-But Holiday-excludes the night-And it is Bells-within-I thank these Kinsmen of the Shelf-Their Countenances Kid Enamor-in Prospective-And satisfy-obtained-"
"We dream â€” it is good we are dreaming â€” it would hurt us â€” were we awake â€”but since it is playing â€” kill us, and we are playing â€” shriek â€” What harm? Men die â€” externally â€”it is a truth â€” of Blood â€”but we â€” are dying in Drama â€”and Drama â€” is never dead â€” cautious â€” We jar each other â€”and either â€” open the eyes â€” lest the Phantasm â€” prove the Mistake â€”and the livid Surprise. Cool us to Shafts of Granite â€”with just an Age â€” and Name â€” and perhaps a phrase in Egyptian â€” it's prudenter â€” to dream â€”"
"We do not play on Gravesâ€” Because there isn't Roomâ€” Besidesâ€”it isn't evenâ€”it slants And People comeâ€” And put a Flower on itâ€”And hang their faces soâ€”We're fearing that their Hearts will dropâ€”And crush our pretty playâ€”And so we move as far as Enemiesâ€”awayâ€”Just looking round to see how far It isâ€”Occasionallyâ€”"
"We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore."
"We never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our statures touch the skies. The heroism we recite would be a daily thing, did not ourselves the cubits warp for fear to be a king."
"What inn is this where for the night peculiar traveler comes? Who is the landlord? Where are the maids? Behold, what curious rooms! No ruddy fires on the hearth, no brimming tankards flow. Necromancer, landlord, who are these below?"
"Who has not found the heaven below will fail of it above. God's residence is next to mine, His furniture is love."
"Witchcraft was hung, in History, but History and I find all the Witchcraft that we need around us, every Day."
"You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor."
"You cannot put a fire out! A thing that can ignite can go itself- without a flame- e'en through the darkest night!"