Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using.

The stars that have most glory have no rest.

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

Thus doth the ever-changing course of things Run a perpetual circle, ever turning; And that same day, that highest glory brings, Brings us unto the point of back-returning.

Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born; Relive my languish, and restore the light.

The greatest works of admiration, And all the fair examples of renown. Out of distress and misery are grown.

Love is a sickness full of woes, all remedies refusing.

Pow'r above pow'rs! O heavenly eloquence! That with the strong rein of commanding words, Dost manage, guide, and master th' eminence Of men's affections, more than all their swords!

Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.

Custom, that is before all law; Nature, that is above all art.

Flattery, the dangerous nurse of vice.

The moment you feel joy, the moment you laugh and change your perception, you change your immunity, your body chemistry, and your whole well-being.

I'd rather have an inch of dog than miles of pedigree.

You were the only one who looked at me and didn't see her

You know, a lot of people are loath to go to an orchestral concert because they are intimidated by the thought.

Environmentalism, I'd always been told, was just rich white people.

Modern man is sick because he is not whole.

Fate cannot be sidestepped or outrun.

Great success breeds a lot of things, including sequels.

The most important thing an artist can discover is a love of process.

I'm not a super adventurous eater and I try to make myself try things.