I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections and the truth of imagination what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth whether it existed before or not.
O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!
Many have original minds who do not think it they are led away by custom, Now it appears to me that almost any man may like the spider spin from his own inwards his own citadel.
Scenery is fine but human nature is finer.
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.
