The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions.

Let this single hour atone For the theft of all of me

History says, 'Don't hope on this side of the grave.'

A person from Northern Ireland is naturally cautious.

There's never going to be a united Ireland, you know.

If one reads enough books, one has a fighting chance.

[Bob Dylan] is a worthy laureate for the Nobel Prize.

Worry over what has not occurred is a serious malady.

Rap actually comes out of punk rock, not black music.

A poet needs to keep his wilderness alive inside him.

Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.

Intoxicated with madness, I'm in love with my sadness

Jealousy can open the blood, it can make black roses.

So I kiss him, and there is the great dark sea ahead.

What is a day to an immortal soul! A breath, no more.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

Nature and wisdom are not, but should be, companions.

None merits the name of Creator but God and the poet.

They tried to get me-I got them first! (suicide note)

A heart needs only its own voice to do what is right.

We are the ancestors of those gardening the universe.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

Too much improvisation leaves the mind stupidly void.

The persistence of an all-absorbing idea is terrible.

A republic may be called the climate of civilization.

Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite.

He like a rock in the sea unshaken stands his ground.

The leader of the deed was a woman. -Dux femina facti

How can there be such anger in the minds of the gods?

It never troubles the wolf how many the sheep may be.

The way to read a fairy tale is to throw yourself in.

Reality is a cliché from which we escape by metaphor.

The death of Satan was a tragedy For the imagination.

Success as a result of industry is a peasant's ideal.

Something there is more immortal even than the stars.

The habit of giving only enhances the desire to give.

Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space.

Possibly I've become less funny as I've been happier.

Winds and waters keepA hush more dead than any sleep.

When Sir Joshua Reynolds died All Nature was degraded

The Old and New Testaments are the Great Code of Art.

I spit into the face of time that has transfigured me

The perfect type of the man of action is the suicide.

We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.

Philosophy has its bugbears, as well as superstition.

Go to the desk. Stay at the desk. Thrive at the desk.

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts.

Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant.

Get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee.

Bid me run, and I will strive with things impossible.

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