“But leave the Wise to wrangle, and with meThe Quarrel of the Universe let be: And, in some corner of the Hubbub couch'd,Make Game of that which makes as much of Thee.”

“Fie, wrangling queen!Whom everything becomes, to chide, to laugh,To weep; whose every passion fully strivesTo make itself, in thee, fair and admired!”

“I am weary of your quarrels,Weary of your wars and bloodshed,Weary of your prayers for vengeance,Of your wranglings and dissensions”

“Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.”

“The true and not despairing Friend will address his Friend in some such terms as these."I never asked thy leave to let me love thee,--I have a right. I love thee not as something private and personal, which is your own, but as something universal and worthy of love, which I have found. O, how I think of you! You are purely good, --you are infinitely good. I can trust you forever. I did not think that humanity was so rich. Give me an opportunity to live.”

“Let's make a dent in the universe”