Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades! Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids! O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,-- Depart,--be off,--excede,--evade,--erump!

Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

Rough work, iconoclasm, but the only way to get at truth.

Youth fades, love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; A mother's secret hope outlives them all.

Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness.

A man may fulfill the object of his existence by asking a question he cannot answer, and attempting a task he cannot achieve.

It is the province of knowledge to speak, and it is the privilege of wisdom to listen.

Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.

Man has his will, but woman has her way.

Many people die with their music still in them. Why is this so? Too often it is because they are always getting ready to live. Before they know it, time runs out.

Beware how you take away hope from any human being.

I trust people with my eyes and ears wide open.

A funny thing happened post-diagnosis. They put him on drugs, things went up and down, but he lived. He lived. It was like a waiting room where they kept not calling your name.

Only he is successful in his business who makes that pursuit which affords him the highest pleasure sustain him.

Today, if you want to access a typical out-of-print book, you have only one choice - fly to one of a handful of leading libraries in the country and hope to find it in the stacks.

I'm a huge fan of 'The Exorcist.'

Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world's tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.

The Wars is a great book, rich in its images, its language, its construction, and, ultimately, its conception.

Mystery such as is given of God is beyond the power of human penetration, yet not in opposition to it.

Never trust a pretty little liars even though they might be right.

The Long Earth is bountiful but not forgiving.