Nothing is finer for the purposes of great productions than a very gradual ripening of the intellectual powers.

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more - O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core.

Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

Life. It’s about adventure, of having a dream and following it.

It would be better alone, anything is better alone but I don't think I can handle it alone.

Sobriety and health is the greatest thing.

I love 'The Sportswriter' by Richard Ford. Ford really captures for me the bittersweetness of the quietly suffering American man. It's stoic, sad, and really beautiful.

Everything makes me angry, unless it makes me sad.

It is not for man to follow the trail of truth too far, since by so doing he entirely loses the directing compass of his mind.

Where else would you rather be than right here, right now?

I've certainly said I don't want to do any more bad guys, then I sit and don't do anything for a while and then think, "Okay, one more."

We sometimes imagine we want what we don't really want.

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.