Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.

So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

All for love, and nothing for reward.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

In some way, every creative action disturbs the universe.

If you are brave too often people will come to expect it of you.

The most important thing in our lives is what we are doing now.

Democracy is when the indigent, and not the men of property, are the rulers.

It take many a year, mon, and maybe some bloodshed must be, but righteousness someday prevail.

I felt bad for that world that we have given a generation of kids.

I packed coffee once when I lived in Australia, and I just remember going around every day with coffee up my nose and in my ears.

Those who build and perpetuate mediocrity...are motivated more by the fear of being left behind.

The feeling of losing oneself in somebody's arms, yet at the same time finding oneself there, is irreplaceable. Nothing compares to the intensity of that feeling.

The artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like the bees, they must put their lives into the sting they give.