What's past is prologue.

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

...and then, in dreaming, / The clouds methought would open and show riches / Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked / I cried to dream again.

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.

His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend. His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract.

So. Lie there, my art.

O, wonder!How many goodly creatures are there here!How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't!

We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.

Thought is free.

There's meaning in thy snores.

Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find.

When there is no peril in the fight, there is no glory in the triumph.

In life, some of the things we are afraid of are the same things that are use to test our ability to stand trials

Is it possible not to ever know your type--not to even know you have a type--until quite suddenly you do?

Science is a way to not fool ourselves.

Hope is not what we find in evidence, it's what we become in action.

The sun appears in one of the upper corners of the rectangle, on the left of anyone looking at the picture.

Dear young people, put your talents at the service of the Gospel, with creativity and boundless charity.

"Country" has become a marketing term. I see myself as a songwriter.

One thought includes all thought, in the sense that a grain of sand includes the universe.

I'd never want to be Gene Simmons, an old man who puts on makeup to entertain kids, like a clown going to work.