By night an atheist half believes in God.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

Knowing what to say is sense, when to say it is intelligence, how to say it is wisdom, why and how to say it is enlightenment.

The world didn't stop because we weren't in it anymore.

He was a man's man: an expert on the golf course, a force to be dealt with in business, and a Texan through and through--and proud of it.

An agent is a person who is sore because an actor gets 90% of what they make.

Common and vulgar people ascribe all ills that they feel to others; people of little wisdom ascribe to themselves; people of much wisdom, to no one.

It often happens that a man is more humanely related to a cat or dog than to any human being.

That love which does not build a foundation on good sense is doomed.

Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren't.

Gradually I became aware that professing English because I loved poems was like practicing vivisection because I loved dogs.

Vengeance has no foresight.