Truly as the sun can rot or mend, love can make one bestial or make a beast a man.

As for butterflies, I can hardly conceive of one's attending upon you; but to question the congruence of the complement is vain, if it exists.

Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.

Your thorns are the best part of you.

Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.

Originality is... a by-product of sincerity.

Camels are snobbish and sheep, unintelligent; water buffaloes, neurasthenic-- even murderous. Reindeer seem over-serious.

Omissions are not accidents.

The hands are the heart's messengers.

The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease.

When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.

When you discover how to love yourself unconditionally, you would never desperately wait around for someone to fulfill your life.

Some people just needed to be stolen from.

God pays but not weekly wages.

So far as it depends on the course of this government, our relations of good will and friendship will be sedulously cultivated with all nations.

Democracy may not prove in the long run to be as efficient as other forms of government, but it has one saving grace: it allows us to know and say that it isn't.

I was 45 years old when I decided to learn how to surf.

I love that [ late-50s Verve recordings] - to me, that's the epitome of vocal jazz. It's my favorite style and era of it.

Love all, serve all, feed all.

Now is now. Are you going to be here or not?

We bring forth weeds when our quick minds lie still.