“or that writing a poem you can read to no oneis like dancing in the dark.”

“Darkness makes any woman fair.”

“Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.”

“A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.”

“He who can believe himself well, will be well.”

“Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.”

“Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes.”