E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.

Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!

Men will believe anything at all provided they are under no obligation to believe it.

To each his suff'rings: all are men, / Condemn'd alike to groan, / The tender for another's pain; / Th' unfeeling for his own.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

So many books, so little time.

The genius of the primitive mind is that it can render human helplessness in noble and beautiful ways.

It's always great when you're able to give fans what they expect and even a little more.

I'm not a list person.

I don't like magic - but I have been known to make guys disappear.

The European drivers have adapted to this circuit extremely quickly, especially Paul Radisich who's a New Zealander.

The cosmic calendar is quite a fertile mode for communicating how small we are over time and space.

But clever people all make one mistake. They all think everyone else is stupid. And everyone isn't stupid. They just take a bit more time, that's all.

I think I am aging, but I'm enjoying the process.

Oh what's love got to do, got to do with it What's love but a second hand emotion What's love got to do, got to do with it Who needs a heart When a heart can be broken