Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
The rich man is everywhere expected and at home.
That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.
My body was braille for the creeping influences.
What inspires a poem for me is usually a moment.
it is midnight no magical bewitching hour for me
Friends don't let friends commit social suicide.
It's the priests who have demands, not the gods.
Everything is illusion. Even that last sentence.
How many prison years in the years since Christ!
Mankind deserves sacrifice - but not of mankind.
Love doesn't need a reason. Hate needs a reason.
Nobody can boast of Honesty till they are try'd.
Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.
Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
Perfection is terrible; it cannot have children.
Language is by its very nature a communal thing.
Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.
A cat will be your friend, but never your slave.
They fail, and they alone, who have not striven.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations.
Whilst breezy waves toss up their silvery spray.
When was ever honey made with one bee in a hive?
I have died so little today, friend, forgive me.
Make hunger thy sauce, as a medicine for health.
Race is a layer of being, but not a culmination.
The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.
Which came first - the observer or the particle?
Mediocrity inspires neither great love nor hate.
I consider myself more exportant than important.
Scepticism, that dry caries of the intelligence.
Love is the salutation of the angel to the stars
To know, to think, to dream. That is everything.
There is a secret drawer in every woman's heart.
Every man is a book in which God himself writes.
Wherever the Turkish hoof trods, no grass grows.
He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
The smaller it is the heart, more hatred houses.
by making himself a priest made himself a demon.
You preserve your shame but you kill your glory.
Endure the present, and watch for better things.
Impotent fury rages powerless and to no purpose.
Of course,Behaviourism 'works'. So does torture.
What living occasion can, Be just to the absent?
O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done.
The dirtiest book of all is the expurgated book.
Truth shines brightest thro' the plainest dress.