...Lovers are Like walking ghosts, they always haunt the spot Of their misdeeds.

Fold him in his country's stars. Roll the drum and fire the volley! What to him are all our wars, What but death bemocking folly?

Love is that orbit of the restless soulWhose circle grazes the confines of space,Bounding within the limits of its raceUtmost extremes.

There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire

I was not born with English in my pocket.

Every minute we waste in frustration over a task that seems overwhelming is a minute subtracted from the time we've allotted to enjoy life.

You are what you eat, but eventually you become what eats you.

My general working style is to write everything first with pencil and paper, sitting beside a big wastebasket. Then I use Emacs to enter the text into my machine.

I felt that I committed myself too much. I promised too much. But that way it's exciting.

Example moves the world more than doctrine. The great exemplars are the poets of action, and it makes little difference whether they be forces for good or forces for evil.

Reputation is only a candle, of wavering and uncertain flame, and easily blown out, but it is the light by which the world looks for and finds merit.

The strong need the weak as much as the weak need the strong

Only a minute to minute relentless struggle can balance one's natural but stupefying insistence to remain unchanged.