as some strings, untouched, sound when no one is speaking. So it was when love slipped inside us.

The wonderful fortune of some writers deludes and leads to misery a great number of young people.

As sheepish as a fox captured by a fowl. [Fr., Honteux comme un renard qu'une poule aurait pris.]

La raison du plus fort est toujours la meilleure. The reason of the strongest is always the best.

Good-morrow to thy sable beak, And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, Thy crimson moon and azure eye

I saw the lightnings gleaming rod. Reach forth and write upon the sky The awful autograph of God.

He submits to be seen through a microscope, who suffers himself to be caught in a fit of passion.

They're very different things, a poem and a song, you wouldn't think they would be, but they are.

Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period.

That which attempts to elevate the ugly to the level of beauty becomes neither; but an obscenity.

Even kings but play; and when their part is done, some other, worse or better, mounts the throne.

He invades authors like a monarch; and what would be theft in other poets is only victory in him.

Translation presents not merely a paradigm but the utmost case of engaged literary interpretation

Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed.

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination.

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

His old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead, Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed.

He who saddens at thought of idleness cannot be idle, / And he's awake who thinks himself asleep.

What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies.

O visions ill foreseen! Better had I Liv'd ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only.

O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death.

Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not; in this we stand or fall.

Landale's language burns away the mists of the past, preparing a place of welcome for our ghosts.

The struggles waged by nations are weak only when they lack support in the hearts of their women.

Fortunately, there is a sane equilibrium in the character of nations, as there is in that of men.

But, based on my friendship with Evie as young mothers, I started going on freedom rides in 1966.

If you make love with the divine now, in the next lifeyou will have the face of satisfied desire.

The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg.

Wit is often a mask. If you tear it you will find either genius irritated or cleverness juggling.

Love is all I can possess and no one can deprive me of it. Kahlil Gibran (Visions of the Prophet)

Love is a gracious host to his guests though to the unbidden his house is a mirage and a mockery.

Reason without learning is like the untilled soil, or like the human body that lacks nourishment.

Often times I have hated in self-defense; if I were stronger I would not have used such a weapon.

Laughter is very young, whereas tragedy, except the very highest of all, quickly becomes haggard.

Perhaps the mission of an artist is to interpret beauty to people - the beauty within themselves.

English people ... never speak, excepting in cases of fire or murder, unless they are introduced.

Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?

The aim of military training is not just to prepare men for battle, but to make them long for it.

Old homes! old hearts! Upon my soul forever Their peace and gladness lie like tears and laughter.

Standing here, staying here, permanent here, eternal here, and we have one goal, one, one: to be.

Heroes need monsters to establish their heroic credentials. You need something scary to overcome.

You're never going to kill storytelling, because it's built into the human plan. We come with it.

People use technology only to mean digital technology. Technology is actually everything we make.

Don't be married to a line or verse if it can't rhyme, fit the meter, or doesn't fit the outline.

It is rather calming to remember that you really couldn't have foreseen what is happening to you.

If fame comes after death, I'm in no hurry for it. [Lat., Si post fata venit gloria non propero.]

The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved in amber, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar.

A poem is a neutrino - mainly nothing - it has no mass and can pass through the earth undetected.

To have the sense of creative activity is the great happiness and the great proof of being alive.

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