Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.

Love is the crowning grace of humanity.

Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.

Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.

Man has not a greater enemy than himself.

It is better to will the good than to know the truth.

Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.

All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.

Virtue is health, vice is sickness.

For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.

Be an artist in everything you do.

Love is not an idea, not a feeling, not a sensation, not a sentiment, not a passion, not even an emotion. It is becoming and being not... Ultimate nothingness! Complete self-annihilation!

There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.

Housework, if you do it right, will kill you.

Any union that can't accept workers choosing their own representatives through universal franchise is finished.

The easiest songs to write are pure fiction. There is no limit to how you can tell the story. I find it difficult when I'm replaying an event through a song.

The best thing in life aren't things.

Poems are ways of saying you clearly remember the day of your death and your tomb. When I am writing poetry, I relive my days when a woman inside me dies many times.

Back in those days, all us skinny white British kids were trying to look cool and sound black. And there was Hendrix, the ultimate in black cool. Everything he did was natural and perfect.

Heaven? That has no hold over me.