The man born and bred a slave, even if freed, never loses wholly the feeling or manner of a slave.

The Indian Summer, the dead Summer's soul.

A shining isle in a stormy sea, We seek it ever with smiles and sighs; To-day is sad. In the bland To-be, Serene and lovely To-morrow lies.

Only a newspaper! Quick read, quick lost, Who sums the treasure that it carries hence? Torn, trampled under feet, who counts thy cost, Star-eyed intelligence?

The deepest insult which can be shown to a human being is to associate it solely with material functions, with no cognizance and no consideration of its intellectual and spiritual power.

What is love at first sight but a proof of the powerful but silent language of physiognomy?

To serve thy generation, this thy fate: "Written in water," swiftly fades thy name; But he who loves his kind does, first and late, A work too late for fame.

There is even rhythm in being empty.

It's only a movie, and, after all, we're all grossly overpaid.

I actually got really interested in traveling to India after studying yoga. I have this wanderlust and don't like doing things without knowing about the history.

Men ruin cars. That's one of the things every woman knows.

It isn't the absence of conscience or values that prevents us from being all we should be, it is simply the lack of moral courage.

I think it's kind of written in stone that men are supposed to have strong feelings about age, but I've never really thought about it.

I didn’t get into this business for other people to know my name.

Marry a good woman, and be happy the rest of your life. Or, marry a bad, and become a good philosopher

O, reason not the need!