If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake - Aye, what then?
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.
Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing.
As I live and am a man, this is an unexaggerated tale - my dreams become the substances of my life.
Plagiarists are always suspicious of being stolen from.
