There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away.

All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.

Talent is that which is in a man's power; genius is that in whose power a man is.

A friendship counting nearly forty years is the finest kind of shade-tree I know.

In the parliament of the present every man represents a constituency of the past.

However, if a poem can be reduced to a prose sentence, there can't be much to it.

You may do this, I tell you, it is permitted. Begin again the story of your life.

Not only should you not accept a prize. You should not try to deserve one either.

I'm not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty.

Reign, and keep life in this our deep desireOur only greatness is that we aspire.

The manner of giving shows the character of the giver, more than the gift itself.

Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush.

I quite like cooking, but not to the extent that I look on a kitchen as a domain.

To rage, to lust, to write to, to commend, All is the purlieu of the god of love.

Death only this mysterious truth unfolds, The mighty soul how small a body holds.

For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.

Nor is the people's judgment always true: the most may err as grossly as the few.

The Fates but only spin the coarser clue; The finest of the wool is left for you.

For should your hands drop white and empty All the toys of the world would break.

I never can feel certain of any truth, but from a clear perception of its beauty.

Commonplace people dislike tragedy because they dare not suffer and cannot exult.

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.

The martyrs shook the powers of darkness with the irresistible power of weakness.

By night the Glass Of Galileo ... observes Imagin'd Land and Regions in the Moon.

The Tree of Knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.

Heaven Is as the Book of God before thee set, Wherein to read His wondrous works.

And what is faith, love, virtue unassayed Alone, without exterior help sustained?

Expectation makes a blessing dear. Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it was.

Love, the most generous passion of the mind The softest refuge innocence can find

On the whole, love comes with the speed of light; separation, with that of sound.

What your foes do derives its significance or consequence from the way you react.

Good sense is at the bottom of everything: virtue, genius, wit, talent and taste.

An ideal's love-fraught, imperious call That bides the spheres become articulate.

The elasticity of imagination and compassion is what writing and reading promote.

All the time spent idly, is spent wickedly, and is unfaithfulness to our masters.

Women do not have as great a need for poetry because their own essence is poetry.

Art and works of art do not make an artist; sense and enthusiasm and instinct do.

Irony is the form of paradox. Paradox is what is good and great at the same time.

For me, to be a feminist is to answer the question 'Are women human?' with a yes.

You will protect with the last drop of someone else's blood what was never yours.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

The love of a parent for a child is the love that should grow towards separation.

Happiness is a vine that takes root and grows within the heart, never outside it.

I would not exchange the laughter of my heart for the fortunes of the multitudes.

God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.

I had a second birth when my soul and my body loved one another and were married.

Yet has not Man wept at the sounds? And are not his tears eloquent understanding?

I believe that all fiction is personal and all writing is at some level personal.

The rich know not how hard it is to be of needful rest and needful food debarred.

No one knows ish about ish, though some ish does get much closer to the real ish.

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