Sow seed--but let no tyrant reap; Find wealth--let no imposter heap; Weave robes--let not the idle wear; Forge arms--in your defence to bear.

Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman.

Through the sunset of hope, Like the shapes of a dream, What paradise islands of glory gleam!

When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth!

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, - To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.

War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Maybe one day the smears of paint Harley left throughout Godspeed will fade, and maybe the stars never will, but i'd rather have Harley's colors.

Flowers enshrine my heart between their petals

They can't give you all that, Mr Jimson, ' said Walter, who was upset. 'It wouldn't be right. What would they give you seven years for?''Being Gulley Jimson, ' I said, 'and getting away with it.

It is impossible to trap modern physics into predicting anything with perfect determinism because it deals with probabilities from the outset.

Life is a challenge" he once told me, "and only those who rise to the challenge truly know what it means to live.

Surrender is surrender to this moment, not to a story through which you interpret this moment and then try to resign yourself to it.

I wanted so badly to study ballet, but it was really all about wearing the tutu.

I haven't seen a lot of young producers who work the floor in a traditional way.

Your lifeline...oh, the burning stick. Right." Leo resisted the urge to set his hand ablaze and yell: BWAH HA HA!

Sensitive, shy-of course I was. The fun of acting is to become someone else.