One of the sublimest thing in the world is plain truth.

Let any man show the world that he feels Afraid of its bark and 't will fly at his heels: Let him fearlessly face it, 't will leave him alone: But 't will fawn at his feet if he flings it a bone

The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling, where it can, I say: For Beauty is easy enough to win; But one isn't loved every day

Genius does what it must, and Talent does what it can.

Genius does what it must, and Talent does what it can.

Those true eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them