Give me a land of boughs in leaf A land of trees that stand; Where trees are fallen there is grief; I love no leafless land.

And malt does more than Milton can to justify God's ways to man.

Great literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions.

That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.

They put arsenic in his meat And stared aghast to watch him eat; They poured strychnine in his cup And shook to see him drink it up.

Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough.

On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The wind it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.

The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes.

The house of delusions is cheap to build but drafty to live in.

Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.

Laws are spider webs through which the big flies pass and the little ones get caught.

Wisdom of the Ages: "The Pope and Congress" It looks as if confidence in the American voter to exorcise the demons in the Capitol has completely fallen through.

I’d put more distance between us. Having us here, always together hasn’t allowed for any fondness to grow between us.

To have a public life, you still have the right to a private life.

But you know, I'm just not a quitter.

I originate from a family where sauce is viewed as a refreshment.

There’s a few conspiracy theories that I believe in, but not too many.

It is through accomplishment that man makes his contribution and contribution is life's greatest reward.

I still like to make crank calls.

I think I should be here alone to rethink the world, I do. I want these lesser humans gone.