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His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.
I ordered gold in the meantime to be showered down without ceasing among the happy multitude.
But those who cannot write, and those who can, All rhyme, and scrawl, and scribble, to a man.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
Tis true, 'tis certain; man, though dead, retains Part of himself; the immortal mind remains.
A still small voice spake unto me, 'Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead life to sovereign power.
At the door of life by the gate of breath, There are worse things waiting for men than death.
My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.
Ultimately Warhol's private moral reference was to the supreme kitsch of the Catholic church.
When it comes to the challenges of the actual process, I soldier on as best I can, on my own.
Say this is what the pain made of you: an open, open, open road, an avalanche of feel it all.
If what I do prove well, it won't advance. They'll say it's stolen, or else it was by chance.
Time isn't made of anything. It is an abstraction. Just a meaning that we impose upon motion.
The fish are naked. The fish are always awake. They are the color of old spoons and caramels.
The whole red state/blue state thing is very interesting. Watching that shift over the years.
There are a lot of doubts over the size and effect of new competitors in the cellular sector.
When the superficial wearies me, it wearies me so much that I need an abyss in order to rest.
A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.
But we have been taught to see before our eyes have found out a way of seeing for themselves.
In actual life, every great enterprise begins with and takes its first forward step in faith.
Learn whom God has ordered you to be, and in what part of human affairs you have been placed.
The maxims tell you to aim at perfection, which is well; but it's unattainable, all the same.
Discontent is the source of all trouble,but also of all progress, in individuals and nations.
General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think.
I find that my reading, particularly nonfiction, can inspire a poem as well as anything else.
I think there's something your hormones do that makes a chemical change in the way you think.
That's metaphysics, my dear fellow. It's forbidden me by my doctor, my stomach won't take it.
What the hell difference does it make, left or right? There were good men lost on both sides.
I write in that space between Ella's childhood and mine. I know it all sounds a bit sinister.
The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
Unable to suppress love, the Church wanted at least to disinfect it, and it created marriage.
The immense profundity of thought in vulgar locutions, like holes dug by generations of ants.
Unable to do away with love, the Church found a way to decontaminate it by creating marriage.
a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )
she was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more: youth and beauty
I guess for me Hemingway is a lot like it is for others: he goes down well when we are young.
Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own.
Our children will grow up confused, not respecting the Bible or anything else that is sacred.
When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep, Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep.
What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love.
If you have yet to be called an incorrigable, defiant woman, don't worry, there is still time
Ever at Thy glowing altar Must my heart grow sick and falter, Wishing He I served were black.
If a thief helps a poor man out of the spoils of his thieving, we must not call that charity.
It's hard being a hostage in somebody else's mouth - or a character in somebody else's novel.
Poetry is the art of overhearing ourselves say things from which it is impossible to retreat.
It is not the thing you fear that you must deal with: it is the mother of the thing you fear.
Literature doesn't matter! The only thing that matters is money and getting your teeth fixed!