Fine taste is an aspect of genius itself, and is the faculty of delicate appreciation, which makes the best effects of art our own.

One gets, sensitive about losing mornings after getting a little used to them with living in a country. Each one of these endlessly varied daybreaks is an opera but once performed.

A flirt is like a dipper attached to a hydrant; every one is at liberty to drink from it, but no one desires to carry it away.

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart- rendered to God for his goodness.

Maturity is most rapid in the low latitudes, where pineapples and women most do thrive.

Pitch a lucky man into the Nile, says the Arabian proverb, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth!

It is the month of June, The month of leaves and roses, When pleasant sights salute the eyes, And pleasant scents the noses.

I knelt, and with the fervor of a lip unused to the cool breath of reason, told my love.

Like Melrose Abbey, large cities should especially be viewed by moonlight.

The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.

The taste forever refines in the study of women.

Be ashamed not of being single, or, unemployed. That comes standard.

When nobody around you seems to measure up it's time to check your yardstick.

I buy when other people are selling.

I was fortunate enough to model, but it was always work for me. It was a way to support myself and finance acting classes.

You've got to really be able to accept the rejection.

What we call the highest and the lowest in nature are both equally perfect. A willow bush is as beautiful as the human form divine.

The human mind, in taking us down the path of technocracy, has become the adversary of life itself and collaterally the adversary of the human soul.

I've not had a mean life.

"Have you heard any Stockhausen?" Beecham was asked. "No, but I believe I have stepped in some."