Heaven's slow but sure redress of human ills.

Those true eyes, Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise, The sweet soul shining through them.

A fresh mind keeps the body fresh. Take in the ideas of the day, drain off those of yesterday. As to the morrow, time enough to consider it when it becomes today.

The world is a nettle; disturb it, it stings. Grasp it firmly, it stings not.

Be it jewel or toy, not the prize gives the joy, but the striving to win the prize.

We may live without friends; we may live without books But civilized men cannot live without cooks.

We are our own fates.- Our deeds are our own doomsmen.- Man's life was made not for creeds but actions.

However we pass Time, he passes still, Passing away whatever the pastime, And, whether we use him well or ill, Some day he gives us the slip for the last time.

Do not think that years leave us and find us the same!

No true love there can be without Its dread penalty--jealousy.

The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling, where it can, I say: For Beauty is easy enough to win; But one isn't loved every day.

Who controls the words controls your thoughts.

If e-book readers were invented before print books, (petty things such as) the smell of ink would have been some people’s only reason for not abandoning e-books.

Urges. Mercy, the urges.

I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys

I don't want to stir up a can of worms.

I welcome this opportunity of pricking the bloated bladder of lies with the poniard of truth

And what is it, thought I, after all! It’s only his outside; a man can be honest in any sort of skin.

I don't need faith. I have experience.

I'm into eating as little as possible, paying as little attention as possible. I never cook. Never use the stove or anything.

An intellectual hatred is the worst.