I have desired to go / Where springs not fail, / To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail / And a few lilies blow,

He's not a back-slapping hail-fellow-well-met kind of guy, ... if you need someone to go to a press conference or to be on the Senate floor, he's always been there.

The effect of studying masterpieces is to make me admire and do otherwise.

It is a happy thing that there is no royal road to poetry. The world should know by this time that one cannot reach Parnassus except by flying thither.

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.

Up above, what wind walks! What lovely behavior of silk-sack clouds has wilder, wilful, wavier, meal-drift molded over and melted across skies!