The later rain,--it falls in anxious haste Upon the sun-dried fields and branches bare, Loosening with searching drops the rigid waste, As if it would each root's lost strength repair.

From the wrestling of his own soul with the great enemy, comes that depth and mystery which startles us in Hamlet.

As long as man labors for a physical existence, though an act of necessity almost, he is yet natural; it is life, though that of this world, for which he instinctively works.

Macbeth is contending with the realities of this world, Hamlet with those of the next.

The measure of a society is not only what it does but the quality of its aspirations.

I want to live. I want to live life with all it's emotions, all it's experiences, I don't want to miss anyhting. But I feel like I will.

Sometimes one is guided by what they say of themselves, and very frequently by what other people say of them, without giving oneself time to deliberate and judge.

First of all, be what you are.

I have myself to respect, but to myself I am not amiable; but my friend is my amiableness personified.

You look across the board at comedy quiz shows, and they are mainly hosted by men.

I never did think I had brain damage.

No man who has once heartily and wholly laughed can be altogether irreclaimably bad.

Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you