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Watching the moon at midnight, solitary, mid-sky, I knew myself completely, no part left out.
It is no use describing a house; the reader will fix the scene in some spot he knows himself.
Envy, my son, wears herself away, and droops like a lamb under the influence of the evil eye.
Republic of the West, Enlightened, free, sublime, Unquestionably best Production of our time.
The ultimate result of protecting fools from their folly is to fill the planet full of fools.
Wealth may be an excellent thing, for it means power, and it means leisure, it means liberty.
It is the rooted instinct in men to admire what is better and more beautiful than themselves.
Those things are inextricable bound up in my mind, with words I make an image and vice versa.
There is a proverb in the South that a woman laughs when she can, and weeps when she pleases.
The good, we do it; the evil, that is fortune; man is always right, and destiny always wrong.
The craziest, most selfish act is to commit suicide. When you kill yourself, you kill others.
Who partakes in another's joys is a more humane character than he who partakes in his griefs.
He who considers himself a paragon of wisdom is sure to commit some superlatively stupid act.
It is written in the Book of Usable Minutes That all things have their center in their dying.
If I'd have known how much fun fatherhood would be, I would have started way earlier than 45.
Love works a different way in different minds, the fool it enlightens and the wise it blinds.
For what can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think?
One wife is too much for most husbands to bear, But two at a time there's no mortal can bear.
Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either.
So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.
Old Care has a mortgage on every estate, And that's what you pay for the wealth that you get.
Must I thus leave thee, Paradise?-thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades?
The helmed Cherubim, And sworded Seraphim, Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd.
Well observe The rule of Not too much, by temperance taught In what thou eat'st and drink'st.
New solutions win by virtue of adoption, and they don't get adopted if they're bad solutions.
Life - the way it really is - is a battle not between Bad and Good but between Bad and Worse.
A writer is defined by the language in which he writes, and I would stick to that definition.
Sometimes I have a very fleeting emotional dance with a fleeting phrase, like 'half-Mexican.'
A democratic state is not proven by the welfare of the strong but by the welfare of the weak.
All wish to possess knowledge, but few, comparatively speaking, are willing to pay the price.
Yes, know thyself: in great concerns or small, be this thy care, for this, my friend, is all.
Dat veniam corvis, vexat censura columbas. - Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.
In their palate alone is their reason of existence. [Lat., In solo vivendi causa palata est.]
Not money, or success, or position or travel or love makes happiness,--service is the secret.
This is a God who is not identified with the help of a dictionary but through a relationship.
Who would have guessed it possible that waiting is sustainable. A place with its own harvest.
Automation and technology don't cure behavioral ruts: they just create new instances of them.
I've had it with these cheap sons of bitches who claim they love poetry but never buy a book.
This isn't the best town for what we're doing. Too many other things to pull the crowds away.
The best of man is he who blushes when you praise him and remains silent when you defame him.
When you look closely people are so strange & so complicated that they're actually beautiful.
And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.
He alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.
I only want to walk a little longer in the cold blessing of the rain, and lift my face to it.
One of the blessings and curses of my life is that I carry so many projects at the same time.
I will not take 'but' for an answer. Negroes have been looking at democracy's 'but' too long.
The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
I asked you, baby, If you understood- You told me that you didn't, But you thought you would.
I didn’t know that painters and writers retired. They’re like soldiers – they just fade away.
Are we not like the actor of old times, who wore his mask so long his face took its likeness?