The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.

And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.

Life is an incurable disease.

For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.

Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.

A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.

Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.

I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.

Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.

As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.

People want what was best about the world.

I am so glad people have started making films n martial arts and self-defense, which is actually the need of the hour.

Everybody acts not only under external compulsion but also in accordance with inner necessity.

I bake my daughter cupcakes for her school. I'm very hands-on.

Marco Rubio turns a question about missing Senate votes into an attack on the mainstream media.

When you look at that debate stage, Mitt Romney could have dominated it maybe.

I'm one of those that believes you can't be one kind of a man and another kind of president.

Thought control, like birth control, is best undertaken as long as possible before the fact.

I'm the anti indie-rocker. My stuff isn't ironic.

Yes, that is the equality of man. Slaughter anybody who is better than you are, and then we shall be equal soon enough. All equally dead.