Thought alone is eternal. - Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton

And the jasmin-flower in her fair young breast:
(O the faint, sweet smell of that jasmin-flower!)
And the one bird singing alone in his nest:
And the one star over the tower.

O be very sure
That no man will learn anything at all,
Unless he first will learn humility.

Since we parted, yester eve,
I do love thee, love, believe,
Twelve times dearer, twelve hours longer,
One dream deeper, one night stronger,
One sun surer,—thus much more
Than I loved thee, love, before.