I think it better that in times like these a poet's mouth be silent, for in truth we have no gift to set a statesman right.

Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.

I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind.

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die.

I like to think that I'm a sort of poet for our times.

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned...