Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.

Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.

Light breaks where no sun shines; Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart; Push in their tides.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

Love is the last light spoken.

An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do.

It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps... so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

I do not need any friends. I prefer enemies. They are better company and their feelings towards you are always genuine.

Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers through his tears, 'What have you sought.

Man is a tireless traveller wandering in the dark valleys of his past!

Live, Die, Kill but don't complain!

Darling, replied Valentine, has not the count just told us that all human wisdom was contained in these two words,- "Wait and hope"?

Voice isn't fixed or unmalleable, it adapts to the characters you are creating and the story being told. I suppose in some way that's true in life - a little flexibility goes a long way.

Let us not rush into a vast expansion of government power in a misguided attempt to protect freedom. In doing so, we will inevitably erode the very freedom we seek to protect.

There is a lack of leadership outside the Beltway, outside of politics.

The real secret of magic lies in the performance.

When you are in the field of creativity, you lose track of time. Only the flow exists.

Learn that the present hour alone is man's.

And all shall be well and/ All manner of thing shall be well/ By the purification of the motive/ In the ground of our beseeching