I loved a lass, a fair one,As fair as e'er was seen;She was indeed a rare one,Another Sheba queen:But, fool as then I was,I thought she loved me too:But now, alas! she's left me,Falero, lero, loo!

Lastly, the ashes left behind, May daily show to move the mind, That to ashes and dust return we must: Then think, and drink tobacco.

Night begins to muffle up the day.

Little said is soonest mended.

Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat,And therefore let 's be merry.

Without the door let sorrow lie, And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.

Never test good people because they are like diamonds. when you hit them, they will not break but they will only slip away from your life

She is ugly… end of discussion!

The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.

I wish I had the energy that my grandchildren have - if only for self-defense.

I always sing them as though they are autobiographical, even if they're not, and most of my songs do come from something about me.

All that effort,” he mused, “merely to avoid me. How gratifying.

I spent much of my later childhood and adolescence very, very involved and interested in art, and particularly in animated movies.

The world was never more unsafe for democracy then it is today.

We're all standing on the shoulders of what other people have done. But you're supposed to take that and add your own sauce. It can be intimidating, believe me.

Things don't happen to me. I happen to things!