Mothers are generally starvers or feeders

I'm floating. The absence of pain is powerful.

My heart is its own fierce country where no one else is welcome.

But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near

A GOOD man values his INTEGRITY and CHARACTER. NEVER deal with one that has no SELF RESPECT!

A dear friend of mine once told me that the only way around is through. I now live by this.

Words spoken cannot be recalled, and many a man and many a woman who has spoken a word at once regretted, are far too proud to express that regret.

I cannot significantly improve on the assertion that it simply is proper for us, as intelligent members of the universe, to try to look after our fellow creatures, and evil for us to do otherwise.

The Winter Solstice is the time of ending and beginning, a powerful time -- a time to contemplate your immortality. A time to forgive, to be forgiven, and to make a fresh start. A time to awaken.

The irrational in the human has something about it altogether repulsive and terrible, as we see in the maniac, the miser, the drunkard or the ape.

I am much obliged by the favorable sentiments you express towards me, and shall be happy if I can be of service in carrying into execution your plans.

I was too broke to buy a guitar so I more borrowed guitars from friends.

Time rolls his ceaseless course.