Great thoughts, great feelings, came to them, Like instincts, unawares.

I wandered by the brook-side, I wandered by the mill; I could not hear the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still.

A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

I am convinced that policies meant to reduce alleged carbon dioxide-induced global warming will be destructive.

You can't prove any hypothesis, you can only improve or disprove it.