Kisses are but like sands of gold and silver, found upon the ground which are not worth much themselves but as they promise a mine near too be dig'd.

For all true love is grounded on esteem.

I drink, I huff, I strut, look big and stare; And all this I can do, because I dare.

What a Devil is the Plot good for, but to bring in fine things?

Our Poets make us laugh at Tragœdy, And with their Comoedies they make us cry.

O! what a prodigal have I been of that most valuable of all possessions Time!

We recognised that just putting more flights and more passengers into the skies over southeast England wasn't worth the environmental costs we-re paying.

A mans fame and hayre grow most after death, and are both equally uselesse.

By daily dying, I have come to be.

I think age is terribly overrated. You're okay as long as you don't grow up. By all means grow old, but don't mature. Remain childlike, retain wonder, the ability to be flabbergasted by something.

On the fourth day of July following, a party of about two hundred Indians attacked Boonsborough, killed one man, and wounded two.

Women should be obscene, not heard.

It's a tremendous way of getting people to buy more at lower cost to the producer. There's no question that that's an incentive to buy. Everybody loves a bargain.

paraphrasing.."Science is the language of the intellect of society. Art is language of the entire human personality.

Sentimental titles are the last bastion of scoundrels, and can add significant barf to an already barfy work.

I love, love, love songwriting. It's like the most therapeutic thing in the world.

Anyone who understands Jazz knows that you can't understand it. It's too complicated. That's what's so simple about it.