The power to Love is God's greatest gift to man, For it never will be taken from the Blessed one who loves.

The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you'll finish it.

Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.

The Web ultimately is a medium used by real offline people, and as such, it'll probably be whatever we are.

I do not think that life has a suspense more sickening than that of expecting a letter which does not come.

Of all possible sexual perversions, religion is the only one to have ever been scientifically systematized.

Look at a man in the midst of doubt & danger and you will learn in his hour of adversity what he really is.

There is nothing that exists so great or marvelous that over time mankind does not admire it less and less.

From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.

And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.

I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened.

The biggest debt is always the government debt; it's always debt that government has run up on your behalf.

It was like being in an elevator cut loose at the top. Falling, falling, and not knowing when you will hit.

I'm not an activist by nature. I am suspicious of Utopian thinking and equally suspicious of its alternate.

I'm quite sure that most writers would sustain real poetry if they could, but it takes devotion and talent.

The mystery is that whoever shows up when we dare to give has exactly what we need hidden in their trouble.

That's my prescription for a happy marriage - marry someone who doesn't do anything similar to what you do.

Lunches are just not good. They take the heart out of the day and the spaciousness from the morning's work.

You can't plan for a seizure of feeling, and for this reason I put everything else aside when I'm inspired.

I’m only able to write poetry, for the most part, when I have a Muse, a woman who focuses the world for me.

And after my mother's death I became more open to and empathetic about other people's struggles and losses.

The ethos and critique are of poetry, which becomes a rich dark with a phosphorescence of lyric as witness.

San Francisco has always been a haven for misfits and weirdos. I'm both of those, which is why I came here.

When I grew up, my race was not a thing. My identity was in my class. It was not about colour on my estate.

Marriage is the only known example of the happy meeting of the immovable object and the irresistible force.

A husband is a man who two minutes after his head touches the pillow is snoring like an overloaded omnibus.

The dog is man's best friend. He has a tail on one end. Up in front he has teeth. And four legs underneath.

The rest of the crowd were friends of my fortune, not of me. [Lat., Caetera fortunae, non mea, turba fuit.]

Happy is the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying once and for all.

In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.

To wish is of little account; to succeed you must earnestly desire; and this desire must shorten thy sleep.

There is a god within us, and the heavens Have intercourse with earth; from realms above That spirit comes.

If you count the sunny and the cloudy days of the whole year, you will find that the sunshine predominates.

You do not know it but you are the talk of all the town. [Lat., Fabula (nec sentis) tota jactaris in urba.]

The art of medicine in the season lies: Wine given in season oft will benefit, Which out of season injures.

The mind conscious of innocence despises false reports: but we are a set always ready to believe a scandal.

O farmer, strong farmer! You can spend at the fair, But your face you must turn To your crops and your care

Don't sign your name between worlds, surmount the manifold of meanings, trust the tearstain, learn to live.

You come to know the aches and vanities and tastes and intrigues of an entire neighborhood at a drug store.

Every man expects some miracle — either from his mind or from his body or from someone else or from events.

One of the quainter quirks of life is that we shall never know who dies on the dame day as we do ourselves.

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left, / Shaped to the comfort of the last to go / As if to win them back

In times when nothing stood but worsened, or grew strange, there was one constant good: she did not change.

It many times falls out that we deem ourselves much deceived in others because we first deceived ourselves.

The eye that gazes upon the sun sees not the orb it looks upon, confounded by the excess of its brightness.

Great deeds give choice of many tales. Choose a slight tale, enrich it large, and then let wise men listen.

Our task is to take this earth so deeply and wholly into ourselves that it will resurrect within our being.

Be out of sync with your times for just one day, and you will see how much eternity you contain within you.

Only those sadnesses are dangerous and bad which one carries about among people in order to drown them out.

Carl Becker has defined a professor as a man who thinks otherwise; a scholar is a man who otherwise thinks.

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