There are two classes of poets — the poets by education and practice, these we respect; and poets by nature, these we love. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Doubt not, O poet, but persist. Say 'It is in me, and shall out.' Stand there, balked and dumb, stuttering and stammering, hissed and hooted, stand and strive, until at last rage draw out of thee that dream-power which every night shows thee is thine own; a power transcending all limit and privacy, and by virtue of which a man is the conductor of the whole river of electricity.

The young men were born with knives in their brain, a tendency to introversion, self-dissection, anatomizing of motives.

As there is a use in medicine for poisons, so the world cannot move without rogues.