Our immortal souls, while righteous, are by God himself beautified with the title of his own image and similitude.

Talking much is a sign of vanity, for the one who is lavish with words is cheap in deeds.

But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.

If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love.

But true love is a durable fire, In the mind ever burning, Never sick, never old, never dead, From itself never turning.

The most divine light only shineth on those minds which are purged from all worldly dross and human uncleanliness.

But it is hard to know them from friends, they are so obsequious and full of protestations; for a wolf resembles a dog, so doth a flatterer a friend.

[It is a basic principle of a tyrant] to unarm his people of weapons, money and all means whereby they resist his power.

So the heart be right, it is no matter which way the head lieth.

It is not truth, but opinion that can travel the world without a passport.

Whoever commands the sea, commands the trade; whosoever commands the trade of the world commands the riches of the world, and consequently the world itself.

Friendship's the wine of life: but friendship new... is neither strong nor pure.

Leave me alone. I'm fine.

You're sitting on my bed," he said. "Did yo think I was under it?

The Art of Elysium is a program I've volunteered with for close to ten years, and I work with Unicef and Young Storytellers. My passion is really working with children since they are the future.

I grew up beyond proud - we didnt have much, but we had a lot of love.

There's something so scary about trying out new material and being completely comfortable jumping into the abyss with a comedic idea.

I suppose my approach to religion is like my approach to music - I take what I want and leave the rest.

You know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.

Literature is not only a mirror; it is a map, a geography of the mind.

Live as though Christ died yesterday, rose from the grave today, and is coming back tomorrow.