Few sons attain the praise Of their great sires and most their sires disgrace.

Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

Oh, look at me! I'm making people happy! I'm the Magical Man from Happy-Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane! Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic.

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.

After the event, even a fool is wise.

You can motivate by fear, and you can motivate by reward. But both those methods are only temporary. The only lasting thing is self motivation.

There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

The son of Saturn gave The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount, Olympus trembled.

Rebellion is all we'll be talking about. Love is revolution, a kind of coup d'état and cultural reprogramming in its own little way.

When we were little kids, 'friend' wasn't a verb. You didn't 'friend' someone. You had friends. It was only a noun. It didn't multitask. It was a simpler time, Hen.

After a storm comes a calm.

The reason I spend thousands of lifetime hours creating something 99 percent of which no one else is likely to ever read is that writing itself is the gift.

We cannot achieve our wildest dreams by remaining who we are

When the land is cultivated entirely by the spade and no horses are kept, a cow is kept for every three acres of land.

Things that have a common quality ever quickly seek their kind.

making final judgements about poets, cities or regions on the basis of an anthology is always dangerous: anthologies are mirages created, finally, by their editors.

Politicians, please, think of yourselves! Move to help Terri Schiavo, and no one will be mad at you, and you'll keep a human being alive.

The Primrose for a veil had spread The largest of her upright leaves; And thus for purposes benign, A simple flower deceives.