“I will clamber through the clouds and exist.”

To silence gossip, don’t repeat it.

What is there in thee, Moon! That thou should’st move My heart so potently?

She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.

I have loved the principle of beauty in all things.

What shocks the virtuous philosopher, delights the chameleon poet.

The excellence of every art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with beauty and truth.

An extensive knowledge is needful to thinking people-it takes away the heat and fever; and helps, by widening speculation, to ease the burden of the mystery.

Where soil is, men grow, Whether to weeds or flowers.

Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.

There is a budding tomorrow in midnight.

That which is creative must create itself.

With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.

I must choose between despair and Energy – I choose the latter.

Shed no tear – O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more – O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.

I have so much of you in my heart.

Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.

Remember how free clouds are. They just lay around in the sky all day long.

We all have bad days, but one thing is true; no cloud is so dark that the sun can’t shine through.

Above the cloud with its shadow is the star with its light. Above all things reverence thyself.

Whisper your dream to a cloud. Ask the cloud to remember it.

I can’t do nothin except try to find cloud nine.

I put God first and do not allow other things to cloud my vision.

The days of life pass away like clouds, so do good while you are alive.

The summer clouds: reminded me of the summers of 1940s when the world was naive.