A wise man sings his joy in the closet of his heart.

I could live in the woods with thee in sight, Where never should human foot intrude: Or with thee find light in the darkest night, And a social crowd in solitude.

Be bold: Venus herself aids the stout-hearted.

What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps.

How could I, blest with thee, long nights employ; And how with the longest day enjoy!

Happy thou that learnest from another's griefs, not to subject thyself to the same.

Don't fear to pledge. By winds the perjuries of love Are blown, null and void, across the land and farthest seas.

The Love-god inflames more fiercely those he sees are reluctant to surrender.

Esteem all things that are good.

How mad it is to summon grim death by means of war!

When your intuition is strong, follow it.

Knowing too much had turned him into something else, and he wasn't sure he liked this newer him, although he felt he could not stop being this other him, darker.

Just remember life is all an illusion.....it's your creation and you can dismantle it and re-create at will.

I am planning a one-man art show of original Batman oil paintings that I will show in New York City.

We think it is in our nation's interest that Afghan women - or any women around the world - not suffer.

It's hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now and the place is here and that there are no second chances at a single moment.

I think when you first get a job, you're just trying to do what the last regime did, just to keep it going, as opposed to actually doing what you want to do.

Everyone is broken a little, I think, and the most broken of all are those who pretend they are not.

But I'm attracted to roles where I get to really go in and explore a character.

Only I wasn't steering anything, not even myself.