Tis the last rose of summer. Left blooming alone.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

We live in our desires rather than in our achievements

Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells!

The difficulty of life is in the choice.

So long as one does not despair so long as one doesn't look upon life bitterly things work out fairly well in the end.

After all there is but one race - humanity.

A literary movement consists of five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other cordially.

But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.

The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled.

People are meant to go through life two by two. ’Tain’t natural to be lonesome.

It's hard for me, a Jew, to stay in the moment. Without the past, where is the guilt? And without the future, where is the dread? And without guilt and dread, who am I?

The greatest problem with women is how to contrive that they should seem our equals

The world is becoming an immense military base, and that base is becoming a mental hospital the size of the world. Inside the nuthouse, which ones are crazy?

It is work and personal worth which make a State great both politically and industrially, and in my estimation they are to be found in largest proportions in the Democratic party.

I think of the irony that in our language [Nepali] the word for love can also mean deceit.

We have to frankly break the back of the secular-socialist machine, elect people committed to representing the American people, and then methodically rip the system apart.

Instead of pleasing, learn the art of happiness.

You give up your future, lose your dreams, are stained with despair . . . Yet at the same time you shake off your past, fight reality, and never lose your nobility.