'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.

Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.

Beauty has wings, and too hastily flies, and love, unrewarded, soon sickens and dies.

I am free in performing an action if I could have done otherwise if I had chosen to.

If I am asked 'what is good?' my answer is that good is good, and that is the end of the matter.

Now, in my opinion, a woman has no business with Power-Power admits no equal, and dismisses friendship for flattery. Besides, it keeps the men at a distance, and that is not always what we wish.

Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.

All moral laws are merely statements that certain kinds of actions will have good effects.

Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.

The lot of critics is to be remembered by what they failed to understand.

Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?

He was, after all, just a man. And not merely a narrative.

The last thing that we find in making a book is to know what we must put first.

Most problems in contemporary churches can be explained by the fact that members have never decided to follow Christ.

Woe to you who insults the intelligence community, if you're president.

Nothing is more generally known than the duties which belong to christianity; and yet, how amazing is it, nothing is less practised?

A verbal threat is the most authentic certificate of impotence.

We saw The Man From La Mancha, and I remember there was a scene where the woman's skirt fell off, and I got embarrassed and excited at the same time.

I hadn't seen my dad get violent since the Great Spatula Incident, and I wasn't anxious to see a repeat of that.

As I see it, Being, the Cosmos, whatever you want to call it, is a struggle between two implacable forces: Novelty on the one side and habit on the other side.

Look, are you just fiddling around with me or what?" "I just want you to feel you're doing well. I hate for people o die embarrassed.