Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.

It is hardly surprising that women concentrate on the way they look instead of what is in their minds since not much has been put in their minds to begin with.

In my own life, I believe it was an early education in poetical metaphor that helped me to grapple with and make sense of all the difficult and traumatic things that were to come.

Strictly speaking, the idea of a scientific poem is probably as nonsensical as that of a poetic science.