Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before.

She who means no mischief does it all.

Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.

The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.

Reason gains all people by compelling none.

Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.

Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.

Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.

Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.

Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.

Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.

I have only a second rate brain, but I think I have a capacity for action.

Terrible errors are rarely made all at once. Usually they are performed one small misstep at a time.

I do the same things I did when I was 12 years old: I ride bikes, I read books, I walk in the woods. And I listen to music.

Bad cooks - and the utter lack of reason in the kitchen - have delayed human development longest and impaired it most.

It's my own space, my own time, when I'm just out there letting my thoughts go. It's part of my day like eating, and it's one of my favorite parts.

If art is to have a special train, the critic must keep some seats reserved on it.

Churches are wonderful and beautiful, and they are vehicles for religion, but no Church can have more than a very little of the truth.

When I was doing local weather full time, I would wake up in the morning or stay up all night to make sure the snowflakes started at the time that I said they would.

The universe doesn't conspire against you, but it doesn't go out of its way to line up the pins either. Conditions are never perfect.

I've produced more pilots than United Airlines, and they've all been disasters. Every audition I ever took in my life I lost.