Give me the avowed the erect and manly foe Bold I can meet perhaps may turn the blow But of all plagues good Heaven thy wrath can send Save save oh save me from the candid friend!

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend!

Indecision and delays are the parents of failure.

When our perils are past, shall our gratitude sleep?

Whene'er with haggard eyes I view This dungeon that I'm rotting in, I think of those companions true Who studied with me at the U- Niversity of Gottingen.

Here's to the pilot that weathered the storm.

A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own.

I can prove anything by statistics except the truth.

There is nothing I know of so sublime as a fact.

Away with the cant of 'Measures not men!'-the idle supposition that it is the harness and not the horses that draw the chariot along.

In matters of commerce the fault of the Dutch Is offering too little and asking too much. The French are with equal advantage content, So we clap on Dutch bottoms just twenty per cent.

It's not an effective protest if it's not pissing people off.

There's nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.

Great men are ordinary men with extra ordinary determination.

When you don't respond to bad behavior, you get more of it.

A lot happens by accident in poetry.

Everyone has that inner voice, the one that's a Negative Nancy. I'd say to ignore that voice and to be confident and follow your heart.

I realize that books are not the entire world, even if they sometimes seem to contain it. But I need the stupid things.

I like to sing and leave songs on voicemail. It comes from the heart.

Our history is responsible for the differences in the South African way of life.

Translation is entirely mysterious. Increasingly I have felt that the art of writing is itself translating, or more like translating than it is like anything else