I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.

Men may scoff, and men may pray, But they pay Every pleasure with a pain.

Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death.

So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed.

Here is the ghost Of a summer that lived for us, Ere is a promise Of summer to be.

Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Open your heart and take us in, Love-love and me.

Were I so tall as to reach the pole or grasp the ocean at a span, I must be measured by my soul. The mind is the standard of the man.

Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep.

I know because I read. Might I suggest you try it?

She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.

This was the great clarity of being beyond emotion, after the reward of having felt everything one could feel.

The claim that somehow raw foods give you better energy, are more healthful, improve your immune system and all of that is simply not substantiated. And moreover, it's not biologically plausible.

I worked with two young women translators. One died and the other received a death threat from the Taliban.

Wall Street never changes, the pockets change, the suckers change, the stocks change, but Wall Street never changes, because human nature never changes.

The world is a country which nobody ever yet knew by description; one must travel through it one's self to be acquainted with it.

The devotee of truth is often obliged to grope in the dark.

There will always be that dreadful monster prejudice to do extra battle against because of their color.

Even though I don't have any kids of my own, I love this idea of family and taking care of things.