If any have a stone to throw It is not I, ever or now.

In masks outrageous and austere The years go by in single file; But none has merited my fear, And none has quite escaped my smile.

When strawberries go begging, and the sleek Blue plums lie open to the blackbird's beak, We shall live well--we shall live very well.

I am better able to imagine hell than heaven; it is my inheritance, I suppose.

My lord, adjudge my strength, and set me where I bear a little more than I can bear.

If you would keep your soul From spotted sight or sound, Live like the velvet mole; Go burrow underground.

Peaches grow wild, and pigs can live in clover; A barrel of salted herrings lasts a year; The spring begins before the winter's over.

I shall lie folded like a saint, Lapped in a scented linen sheet, On a bedstead striped with bright-blue paint, Narrow and cold and neat.

I bear a little more than I can bear.

Down to the Puritan marrow of my bones There's something in this richness that I hate. I love the look, austere, immaculate, Of landscapes drawn in pearly monotones.

An old earthen pipe like myself is dry and thirsty and so a most voracious drinker of life at its source; I'm no more to be split by the vital stream than if I were stone or steel.

God answers all prayers, but sometimes his answer is 'no'.

Forgiveness is the fruit of fellowship.

Rejoice, for bad things are about to happen.

For some reason if we hear 100 praises and one criticism, we focus on that one hurtful thing.

I've always been a fan of 3D, going back to movies in the '50s. I was part of the early '80s 3D craze, which was coming at you in Jaws 3D, so I've always wanted to make a 3D film.

Ill wéede growth fast.

I always get very calm with baseball.

He is twice a conqueror, who can restrain himself in the hour of triumph.

If you are anxious about death, then you don't have a sense of the oneness of things - you feel that after death, you will be no more.

In restoring man from evil sovereignty, we must cheat.