Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton

When stars are in the quiet skies, Then most I pine for thee; Bend on me, then, thy tender eyes, As stars look on the sea!

In science, address the few, in literature the many. In science, the few must dictate opinion to the many; in literature, the many, sooner or later, force their judgement on the few.

Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

Here Stanley meets, how Stanley scorns the glance! The brilliant chief, -irregularly great, Frank, haughty, rash, -the Rupert of Debate

Buy my flowers,-oh buy, I pray! The blind girl comes from afar.

There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend sincere enough to tell him disagreeable truths.

Alone!-that worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing and grief hath known Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word ALONE!

Art and science have their meeting point in method.

In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.

The brilliant chief, irregularly great, Frank, haughty, rash, - the Rupert of debate!