The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Self-defense is Nature's eldest law.

…So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky

He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Dead men tell no tales.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

Fortune befriends the bold.

Progress is made by lazy men looking for easier ways to do things.

Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul.

I will choose to do what I can fabulously

When the movie comes to an end, you are not totally the same person you are when you started the movie.

Just as everybody has the vote including women, I think children should, because as a child is conscious of itself then it has to me an existence and has a stake in what happens.

More and more, when I single out the person out who inspired me most, I go back to my grandfather.

Suspect all of your favorite sentences.

The future is only scary if we try to avoid it.

A man cannot lay down the right of resisting them that assault him by force, to take away his life.

What showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart