One big vice in a man is apt to keep out a great many smaller ones.

The delicate thought, that cannot find expression, For ruder speech too fair, That, like thy petals, trembles in possession, And scatters on the air.

A bird in the hand is a certainty, but a bird in the bush may sing.

Don't be too quickTo break bad habits: better stick,Like the Mission folk, to your arsenic.

Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.

The creator who could put a cancer in a believer's stomach is above being interfered with by prayers.

Never a tear bedims the eye That time and patience will not dry.

If, of all words of tongue and pen, The saddest are, It might have been,' More sad are these we daily see: 'It is, but hadn't ought to be!'

The dominant expression of a child is gravity.

For the glory born of Goodness Never dies, And its flag is not half-masted In the skies.

Each lost day has its patron saint!

There’s a really stupid saying: When life hands you a lemon, make lemonade. Well, I have a better saying: When life hands you a lemon, shove that lemon up its stupid butt.

Let's live a lie for today.You’ll spin talesand pretend to love me.And I'll smile

luck is distributed at six in the morning

The contest is not over, the strife is not ended. It has only entered on a new and enlarged arena.

Hopefully people can see my music is tethered to my brain.

Today's restaurant is theater on a grand scale.

Whether I was dancing around the house with headphones on or on stage with the Spice Girls... I learned firsthand that dancing was the key to shedding off the pounds and keeping them off.

Your wedding will not be what you think it is going to be, no matter what you think it is going to be.

We contacted the FBI months ago, when the DNC issue came about. They've reviewed all of our systems. We have hacking detection systems in place.

The elevation of parochial values to the realm of the sacred is a license to dismiss other people's interests, and an imperative to reject the possibility of compromise