The growing drama has outgrown such toys Of simulated stature, face, and speech: It also peradventure may outgrow The simulation of the painted scene… - Elizabeth Barrett Browning

We get no good
By being ungenerous, even to a book
And calculating profits - so much help
By so much rending. It is rather when
We gloriously forget ourselves, and plunge
Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound,
Impassioned for its beauty and salt of truth -
'Tis then we get the right good from a book.

I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree...
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better!

Afterwards I thought it best to spare you any more farewells, which are upon human lips, of all words, the most natural, and of all the most painful.