Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

Therefore the love which us doth bind, But fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.

Self-preservation, nature's first great law, all the creatures, except man, doth awe.

The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

Art indeed is long, but life is short.

The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.

And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run

The first thing I understand is pain.

If I don't make it to heaven, at least I know what hell feels like with this heat!

The innovative leader has to be an arsonist and a firefighter.

Who set Rome on fire? The man we must admire. For killing his wife, and taking the life of mother and brother and so many others, while plucking his damnable lyre.

If you are trying to impress a woman, leave any sort of show farting out of the equation.

Sometimes you gotta do things that you don't really want to do. But you don't do them for money.

The Past is gone and the future might not even be, the only thing we ever experience is the now, I try to enjoy the minute.

Sometimes, when you don't ask questions, it's not because you are afraid that someone will lie to your face. It's because you're afraid they'll tell you the truth.

Pain in all its forms is also a message, a kind of distress signal to our hearts and minds. There are times when it's really important to tune into that message and just listen to it.

I'm quite a tuxedo junkie, I collect them all year round.