Forgive me that I felt forsaken, That grief and angst was all I knew. Forgive me that I kept mistaking Too many other men for you.

I’m happy. But some beauty is nonesuch - The gently sloping path across the wood, The wretched bridge that’s just a little skewed And that, for which, I won’t be waiting much.

No one else was as close and as open, No one else so boiled my blood, Even he, who consigned me to torment, Even he, who caressed and forgot.

Why is it that you still beguile me –As wind, stone, bird – and all the likes? Why is that you smile on me – With sudden summer lightning strikes?

Teach a person to think and they'll devise a way to eat for a lifetime

A fool and his money are soon elected.

When I look down, I miss all the good stuff And when I look up, I just trip over things.

Each step in life has been another step in an area that was a challenge, that is highly satisfying and that gives you a great sense of pride afterwards.

I work hard. I work 80-90 hours a week in part-time football.

Man is improvable. Some people think he is only a machine, and that the only difference between a man and a mill is, that one is carried by blood and the other by water.

You can get lost, pretending to be someone you're not.

I was only following orders," the Mayor mocks. "The refuge of scoundrels since the dawn of time.

If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground

If you see long term benefit in doing something, but short term pain then you should do it.