But Fate does iron wedges drive, And always crowds itself betwixt.

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

Therefore the love which us doth bind, But fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.

Self-preservation, nature's first great law, all the creatures, except man, doth awe.

The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

Art indeed is long, but life is short.

The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.

And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

The effort to understand the universe is one of the very few things that lifts human life a little above the level of farce, and gives it some of the grace of tragedy.

Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.

I thought you were dead." Magnus smiled crookedly. "What, from that scratch?" He glanced down at the reddening jacket in Alec's hand. "Okay, a deep scratch. Like, from a really, really big cat.

'Tis my opinion every man cheats in his way and he is only honest who is not discovered.

One cloud is enough to eclipse all the sun.

Our progress in degeneracy appears to me to be pretty rapid.

It is the most delightful thing that ever happens to me, when I hear something coming out of my guitar and out of my mouth that wasn't there before.

Everyone can probably do at least one thing better than ten thousand other people.

They had to match blood type and meet all sorts of things I don't know about.

Even though the meditator may leave the meditation, the meditation will not leave the meditator.