Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favors call; She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all .

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

The best way to prove the clearness of our mind, is by showing its faults; as when a stream discovers the dirt at the bottom, it convinces us of the transparency and purity of the water.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings; Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.

Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it.

The nature of a true seeker after beauty is to overlook flaws.

You think being a man is being strong, being hard, knowing how to defend yourself. But being a man is about learning how to walk away.

Few kids seek to learn a skill specifically designed to impress people unless they feel less than impressive themselves.

If I pull from places of faith, joy and gratitude, then I have the wind of creativity behind me. And, my work in the world is much more effective.

It is a word that's quickly spoken, which being unrestrained, a heart is broken

You can’t play city rules when you live in a jungle.

I do not just write, I write what I am. If there is a secret, perhaps that is it.

A lot of the stuff I listen to is glitchy electronic stuff and stuff with beats.

There is nothing more soul-satisfying than the first succulent bite into the juicy frankfurter.