“All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.”

To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.

Joy, once lost, is pain.

Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.

A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.

When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him.

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.

It is only by softening and disguising dead flesh by culinary preparation that it is rendered susceptible of mastication or digestion, and that the sight of its bloody juices and raw horror does not excite intolerable loathing and disgust.

Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.

Even more exciting is learning that to create the future of your dreams, you need only change your thoughts and vibrations from this day forward.

We learn from history that we do not learn from history.

We have an innate desire to endlessly learn, grow, and develop. We want to become more than what we already are. Once we yield to this inclination for continuous and never-ending improvement, we lead a life of endless accomplishments and satisfaction.

I commit to a lifetime of unlearning the poison of white supremacy that is still alive and continues to cause suffering.

Time doesn’t heal emotional pain, you need to learn how to let go.

Always try to associate with people from whom you can learn something. All the knowledge that you want is in the world, and all you have to do is go and seek it.

I’m learning to accept myself. I’m still in the process of learning to love who I am.

We need the courage to learn from our past and not live in it.