For wit and judgment often are at strife, Though meant each other's aid, like man and wife.

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

The best way to prove the clearness of our mind, is by showing its faults; as when a stream discovers the dirt at the bottom, it convinces us of the transparency and purity of the water.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings; Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.

Yet it is awful to love a person who is a torture to you. And a fascinating person who loves you and won't hear of anything but your loving him and living right by his side through all eternity!

In our lives in a lot of ways it's all about fake. You've got people wanting things for fake reasons.

Old Tubal Cain was a man of might In the days when earth was young.

Kisses kept are wasted; love is to be tasted.

I try to take my interests and make them my work.

My childhood was absolutely the worst place I've ever been," "It was terrible.

I don't remember yesterday. I pretty much live in the moment.

Now we also need people who just love to listen to the music. And we need people that want to work to facilitate it. That want to do work, have somebody like Bret Primack, the jazz video guy.

It is the business of cavalry to follow up the victory, and to prevent the beaten army from rallying.

You are a sick, sick man,” I told him. “Thank you,” Ben replied, looking modest.