The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book.

Frogs eat Butterflies, Snakes eat Frogs, Hogs eat Snakes, Men eat Hogs.

The poet represents the mind in the act of defending us against itself.

We have been a little insane about the truth. We have had an obsession.

Poetry is a response to the daily necessity of getting the world right.

What's down below is in the past Like last night's crickets, far below.

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

The beauty of independence, departure, actions that rely on themselves.

But where is what I started for so long ago? And why is it yet unfound?

There is no object so soft but it makes a hub for the wheeled universe.

You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

Gratitude is heaven itself; there could be no heaven without gratitude.

He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please.

God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration!

My Brother starv'd between two Walls,His Children's Cry my Soul appalls

I will not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand.

Love is that common tone shall raise his fiery head and sound his note.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.

But animated nature sweeter still, to soothe and satisfy the human ear.

I'm beat to the square, and square to the beat, and that's my vocation.

By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.

Those that do teach young babes Do it with gentle means and easy tasks.

Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.

Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.

Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.

If by chance I talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.

Do not for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolved to effect.

Every subject's duty is the Kings, but every subject's soul is his own.

Lay aside life-harming heaviness, And entertain a cheerful disposition.

This is the very coinage of your brain: this bodiless creation ecstasy.

I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die.

A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere.

They that have voice of lions and act of hares,--are they not monsters?

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?

When faced with a sea of troubles, take action, and in so doing end it.

Many dream not to find, neither deserve, and yet are steeped in favors.

My heart laments that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation.

Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.

The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders At our quaint spirits.

By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.

Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won?

If people knew how much I hated them, they'd love me for holding it in.

What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poisoned flattery?

First Witch He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo, The numbers of the feared.

And mind, with my heart in't; and now farewell Till half an hour hence.

Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere

'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.

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