While an ant was wandering under the shade of the tree of Phaeton, a drop of amber enveloped the tiny insect; thus she, who in life was disregarded, became precious by death.

Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.

Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.

The spirit of the individual is determined by his dominating thought habits.

There is nothing more revolting than an old busybody.

I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bosom and certain other of your charms. Indeed, not to become boring by naming them all, I could do without you, Chloe, altogether.

Rarity gives a charm; so early fruits and winter roses are the most prized; and coyness sets off an extravagant mistress, while the door always open tempts no suitor.

Each day provides its own gifts.

Tomorrow's life is too late. Live today.

Here's a rule of life: You don't get to pick what bad things happen to you

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can’t change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not.

If i think about us logically, there is no chance for us. But logic doesn't produce magic.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Once I got married and had kids, I moved away from romantic roles, because it seemed wrong to have my three-year-old wondering why Daddy was kissing someone else.

I didn't only have a perceptual problem, I was also so nervous and so upset. The process just didn't work. I lost enthusiasm for school and I flunked second grade. The teachers said I was lazy.

Don't die like I did.

Revelation does not mean man finding God, but God finding man, God sharing His secrets with us, God showing us Himself. In revelation, God is the agent as well as the object.

He does it with his hands, by experience, first in play and then through work. The hands are the instruments of man's intelligence.

You can't have someone with a pinkie out there at the U.N. or any other place.

By translating their inner turmoil or understanding into art, artists challenge the accepted notions of reality and create new ones.