I think the worst woman that ever existed would have made a man of very passable reputation -- they are all better than us and their faults such as they are must originate with ourselves.

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls--the World.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

empty whiskey bottles strewn about like forgotten failures

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Nothing but Christian faith gives to the furthest future the solidity and definiteness which it must have if it is to be a breakwater for us against the fluctuating sea of present cares and thoughts.

Conceit is an insuperable obstacle to all progress.

The United States, for a French citizen, is a friend, an ally, to whom we owe, along with most Europeans, our freedom.

Everything is a struggle. Everything is relative, too, so I still feel like I'm struggling, in many aspects. I'm not worried about paying my rent next month, but in about two months, we'll see.

Those who don’t love themselves as they are rarely love life either.

I can't hang out as loose as I used to, but I can still go down Jefferson Avenue and look in the faces of winos, pimps and junkies, all the things I'm made of.

Few promises are more sacred than the ones we make to older Americans.

People who fly into a rage always make a bad landing.