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agony sometimes changes form but it never ceases for anybody.
Modern women ... they don't sew your pockets ... forget that.
The human heart, as of course we all know is essentially good
Wit, who never once Forgave a brother, shall forgive a dunce.
Aid the dawning, tongue and pen; Aid it, hopes of honest men!
To submit to chance is to reveal the self and its obsessions.
If you want great tranquility/ It's hard work and a long walk
Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show.
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end.
Rest, rest at the heart's core . . . till joy shall overtake.
The lilies say: Behold how we Preach without words of purity.
Poetry is a language in which man explores his own amazement.
Quaint, outlandish heathen gods Black men fashion out of rods
Old empires always appeal to modern poets more than new ones.
I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.
He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
Your life will be rich for others only as it is rich for you.
The antidote to exhaustion isn't rest. It's wholeheartedness.
My feelings are too loud for words And too shy for the world.
Peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.
If you wear a short enough skirt, the party will come to you.
When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.
The inner fire is the most important thing mankind possesses.
He that strives to touch the starts, oft stumbles at a straw.
Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.
Pity and need Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.
Love is a rock against the wind. Not soft like silk and lace.
The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language.
A little light, like a rushlight / to lead back to splendour.
Understand one single day fully, so you can love every night.
Though the past haunt me as a spirit, I do not ask to forget.
The age of celebrity editors and monstrous staffing are over.
Let us sculpt in hopeless silence all our dreams of speaking.
I look at myself but I'm missing. I know myself: it’s not me.
The beauty of a naked body is felt only by the dressed races.
A lamb appears a lion, and we fear Each bush we see's a bear.
How rare it is to find a soul quiet enough to hear God speak.
Time consecrates; and what is gray with age becomes religion.
Man is created free, and is free, even though born in chains.
What the soul is to the body, so is the artist to his people.
He loved chivalrye Trouthe and honour, freedom and curteisye.
Public toilets have a duty to be accessible, poetry does not.
Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls.
The near stillness recalls what is forgotten, extinct angels.
The devil divides the world between atheism and superstition.
Gaming, women, and wine, while they laugh they make men pine.
A curst Cow hath short hornes. [A curst cow has short horns.]
Hee that demands misseth not, unlesse his demands be foolish.
Hee that's fed at anothers hand may stay long ere he be full.
You should be able to do anything you can afford as an adult.