Love comes unseen we only see it go.

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.

Love comes unseen; we only see it go.

All the seasons run their race In this quiet resting-place; Peach, and apricot, and fig Here will ripen, and grow big; Here is store and overplus - More had not Alcinous!

All passes, Art alone Enduring stays to us; The Bust out-lasts the throne,-- The coin, Tiberius.

Fame is a food that dead men eat, I have no stomach for such meat.

Old books, old wine, old Nankin blue;- All things, in short, to which belong The charm, the grace that Time makes strong, All these I prize, but (entre nous) Old friends are best!

He is a Patron who looks down, / With careless eyes on men who drown; / But if they chance to reach the land, / Encumbers them with helping hand

In merest prudence men should teach . . . That science ranks as monstrous things Two pairs of upper limbs; so wings-- E'en Angel's wings!--are fictions.

Time goes you say? Ah no! Alas Time stays we go.

What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!

Kindness that turns to bitterness when it is not appreciated was never kindness at all.

the fact that every people feel itself threatened by the others gives the state it's definite unifying powers

Weak people never admit that they are responsible for their own state. They always blame either circumstances or others.

Your day is your week is your month is your year.

It's a shame, she had me convinced that she could've been a dime. I guess I lost another one to the wintertime.

Most of us forget the basics and wonder why the specifics don't work.

Girls liking bad boys is the cookie jar complex. When somebody tells you you can't have a cookie, you want a cookie. But I live in a bad-boy world, artistically. All the jazz boys are bad boys.

The violet sea longs for the birth of gods, for to be born here is an unspeakable feast, a drumroll of commanding retinues and tritons.

No love or pity, pardon or excuse should soften the sharp pang of reparation for the guilty man.

I like many types of music and probably too many to mention here.