Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilirate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid nature.
I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger. 'No, and if he were I would burn my library.
Why, thou deboshed fish thou...Wilt thou tell a monstrous lie, being but half a fish and half a monster?
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, to love that well which thou must leave ere long
All gold and silver rather turn to dirt, An 'tis no better reckoned but of these Who worship dirty gods.
I have full cause of weeping, but this heart shall break into a hundred thousand flaws or ere I'll weep.
I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please, for so fools have.
Trust not my reading, nor my observations, Which with experimental seal do warrant The tenor of my book.
If ever thou be'st bound in thy scarf and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be proud of thy bondage.
Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more.
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Our rash faults Make trivial price of serious thing we have, Not knowing them until we know their grave.
Though justice be thy plea consider this, that in the course of justice none of us should see salvation.
Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of
Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
If [God] send me no husband, for the which blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and evening.
Burn all the statutes and their shelves: They stir us up against our kind; And worse, against ourselves.
Reptilian green the wrinkled throat, Green as a bough of yew the beard; He bent his head, and so I smote
In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
No verse which is unmusical or obscure can be regarded as poetry whatever other qualities it may possess.
The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.
We are not sure of sorrow, And joy was never sure; Today will die tomorrow; Time stoops to no man's lure.
The power of love itself weakens and gradually becomes lost with age, like all the other energies of man.
Even the greatest poets can't express tragedy in a way that is larger than their immediate circumstances.
To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.
Some women marry houses. It's another kind of skin; it has a heart, a mouth, a liver and bowel movements.
Once I was a couple. I was my own king and queen with cheese and bread and rosé on the rocks of Rockport.
The town is silent. The night boils with eleven stars. Oh starry starry night! This is how I want to die.
Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. (Walk, there is no path, the path is made by walking.)
He who has made a thousand things and he who has made none, both feel the same desire: to make something.
History, like a badly constructed concert hall, has occasional dead spots where the music can't be heard.
The origin of corruption in politics is surely in the thought that you are the bearer of ultimate virtue.
Here I find a puzzle of great beauty: Canada works well in practice, but just doesn't work out in theory.
Democracies should be a delirium of choices - more options, not fewer; more avenues to travel, not fewer.
So far as regards their moral character, the Finns have as little cause for reproach as any other people.
Home can be the friend you have been searching for all your life or the person you met once very briefly.
Lord of the far horizons, Give us the eyes to see Over the verge of the sundown The beauty that is to be.
I chose to do art in the way I always do it, which is with all the crazy contradictions of life in there.
The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently,-as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream!
Even good hearts know how to turn bad touch and genocide into clichés just to make room for more comfort.
The confounding of all right and wrong, in wild fury, has averted from us the gracious favor of the gods.
When writing poetry, it is not that produces a bright idea, but the bright idea that kindles the fire of.
How can you have confidence in a woman who will not risk entrusting her whole life to you, day and night?
Trouble and pain were what kept a man alive. Or trying to avoid trouble and pain. It was a full time job.
there is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy
Gradually I came to realize that my understanding of women goes only as far as the pleasure is concerned.
all that I know is that I believe in the sound of music and the running of a horse. all else is squabble.
...in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back.
The body whips the soul. In its great desire it demands the elixir In the roar of spring, transmutations.