My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.

The course of true love never did run smooth.

Better three hours too soon than a minute too late.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

No legacy is so rich as honesty.

God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.

It is not in our stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

The Eyes are the window to your soul

What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

Prose consists less and less of words chosen for the sake of their meaning, and more and more of phrases tacked together like the sections of a prefabricated hen-house.

The stars sparkled above the mist shrouded tents and caravans of the carnival. The night crackled with an odd vibration, as if a veil of peculiarity settled over the company.

Those of us in the first American generations have had to figure out how the invisible world the emigrants built around our childhoods fits in solid America.

I'm a pretty private person, so I'd like to say I'm a good ear and that I keep my mouth shut.

I like work; it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.

I never have prayed to win a gold medal at Olympics and never will. The Lord is my Shepard and I shall not want. May His will be done.

Part of my attraction to ancient art is that there is an element of risk, of speculation.

A master blesses calamity, for the master knows that from the seeds of disaster (and all experience) comes the growth of self.

There remained the sea, which is free to all, and particularly alluring to those who feel themselves at war with humanity.

O timid one, awaken, exert yourself, draw back the curtains your training and background have hung over the windows of your soul.