Those are fools however learnedWho have not learned to walk with the world.

It is compassion, the most gracious of virtues, Which moves the world.

Make foes of bowmen if you must, Never of penmen.

Great wealth, like a crowd at a concert, Gathers and melts.

Those who have wisdom have all:Fools with all have nothing.

I never saw Death before, and now I seeThat it is warring eyes in a woman's form.

When the rare chance comes, seize itTo do the rare deed.

It is politics to please and hoodwink thoseWho flatter but despise us.

Fame is a jealous mistressAnd will brook no rival.

The immoral can no more earn respectThan the envious be rich.

Folded hands may conceal a dagger --Likewise a foe's tears.

Again I see you, But me I don't see!, The magical mirror in which I saw myself has been broken, And only a piece of me I see in each fatal fragment - Only a piece of you and me!...

When we kissed for the second time, we didn't stop (couldn't).

Many of the most charming women I know possess at least on cat or dog. Maybe after getting used to an affectionate quadruped it is hard to settle for a man.

On one hand I am this weird androgynous tomboy where I'm strangely low maintenance and have a five-minute makeup regimen. On the other I'm obsessed with all things beauty, from skin care to makeup.

To be clear is the first duty of a writer; to charm and to please are graces to be acquired later.

For it is easier to shout 'Stop', than to do it

Sports for me is when a guy walks off the court, and you really can't tell whether he won or lost, when he carries himself with pride either way.

There is but one genuine love potion - consideration.

It's through mistakes that you actually can grow. You have to get bad in order to get good.

Being used to scientific terminology and theory it was always natural for me to push this stuff into songs.