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The plays raise issues that are ignored in other forums.
I like things which appear fragile but are tough inside.
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide.
His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity-Zekle.
What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.
The only work of art which succeeds is that which fails.
How short our happy days appear! How long the sorrowful!
I'm confused, and brilliant books help me to be less so.
How few our real wants, and how vast our imaginary ones!
What is the past, what is it all for? A mental sandwich?
Not until it starts to stink does the inevitable happen.
A yak is a prehistoric cabbage; of that, we can be sure.
I learned that strength is a matter of the made-up mind.
Spontaneous is what you get after the seventeenth draft.
I found the poems in the fields And only wrote them down
Whatsoever is worthy of their love is worth their anger.
Festive alcohol sometimes leads to an excess of honesty.
For your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.
Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise!
Keen appetite And quick digestion wait on you and yours.
From the physician and lawyer keep not the truth hidden.
Dance light, for my heart it lies under your feet, love.
Youth's the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.
On the choice of friends, Our good or evil name depends.
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
Soft closer of our eyes! Low murmur of tender lullabies!
Many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death.
For me, the measure of a poem is the word, not the line.
Looks like the good Lord got your ass and face mixed up.
The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence.
Those whom reason hath equalled, force hath made supreme
The low'ring element Scowls o'er the darken'd landscape.
Spirits when they please Can either sex assume, or both.
Abash'd the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is.
In Cyberspace, the First Amendment is a local ordinance.
We light the oven so that everyone may bake bread in it.
Others go to bed with their mistresses; I with my ideas.
Oh, how daily life is. (Ah, que la vie est quotidienne.)
The point is not to pay back kindness but to pass it on.
So much greater is our thirst for glory than for virtue.
Conscience, the executioner, shaking her secret scourge.
Revenge, we find, the abject pleasure of an abject mind.
Combine the extremes, and you will have the true center.
Aphorisms are the true form of the universal philosophy.
The highest good and solely useful is liberal education.
The one who comes to question himself cares for mankind.
Maturity is having the ability to escape categorization.
We are limited, not by our abilities, but by our vision.
Behind the veil of each night, there is a smilling dawn.