All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

The idea of seeing the sea - of being near it - watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday - in calm, perhaps in storm - fills and satisfies my mind.

A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

Oh madam, when you put bread and cheese, instead of burnt porridge, into these children's mouths, you may indeed feed their vile bodies, but you little think how you starve their immortal souls!

Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

Better to be without logic than without feeling.

God did not give me my life to throw it away.

What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.

If you write then you are reborn because by writing about the moment, you can relive it for a second time.

We could do ourselves a tremendous favor by letting go of the people who poison our spirit.

Only two guys to a fight. One fight at a time. They fight without shirts or shoes. The fights go on as long as they have to. Those are the other rules of fight club.

I was at Yankee Stadium one time at 5 a.m., but that was to buy angel dust

I ain't won but one. My team won the rest in spite of me.

Artists know failure. It is not tragic that they know failure; it is only tragic if they know failure and little else.

You gave him an opportunity of showing greatness of character and he did not seize it. He will never forgive you for that.

Men never know how tired they are till their wives sit them down for a nice long talk.

A good name is better than bags of gold.

I'm never quite sure what I'm looking for in a comic book! It just jumps off the page somehow and hits you square between the eyeballs and you know that's the artist for the story.