Let grace and goodness be the principal loadstone of thy affections. For love which hath ends, will have an end; whereas that which is founded on true virtue, will always continue.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Self-defense is Nature's eldest law.

…So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky

He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Dead men tell no tales.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

Fortune befriends the bold.

For reasons no one has yet explained, the Internet is at once riveting and a great killer of concentration.

Thou too sail on O Shipof State! Sail on O Union strong and great! Humanity with all its fears With all the hopes of future years Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

Believe when you are most unhappy that there is something for you to do in the world. So long as you can sweeten another's pain life is not in vain.

I call myself a blues singer, but you ain't never heard me call myself a blues guitar man.

No one ever comitted suicide while reading a good book, but many have tried while trying to write one.

I don't really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it's always nice, I'll grant you, if he has one.

The practice of yoga allows us to become more conscious of our own physical existence and how significant we really are.

You can make it if you try, push a little harder, think a little deeper.

The silence of the mountain is even more beautiful once the birds are quiet.

[E]xcess in the practice of virtue is no less imperfect than the lack of it.