It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls--the World.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

What does it mean to protest suffering, as distinct from acknowledging it?

But it is a hard, it's a hard profession teaching acting.

The stopping of the Judicial courts, had been blended, in the minds of some people, with the redress of grievances considered only as a mode of awakening the attention of the legislature.

I have to decide whether I'm just laying down a groove, kind of a bed and canvas for the lyrics and music to live on, or trying to illustrate something in the lyrics.

Every factory-farmed animal is, as a practice, treated in ways that would be illegal if it were a dog or a cat.

I've sort of prided myself on playing characters with conscience. The first way I go about creating a character is looking at that area of conscience. What have they done, and what has it cost.

Robert Frost: plain, strong, simple, and mean.

As an actor, you are always looking for something fresh and interesting and not ordinary.

In the embers shining bright A garden grows for thy delight, With roses yellow, red, and white. But, O my child, beware, beware! Touch not the roses growing there, For every rose a thorn doth bear.

It takes hard writing to make easy reading.