O for ten years, that I may overwhelm / Myself in poesy; so I may do the deed / That my own soul has to itself decreed.

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.

A judge is a law student who marks his own examination papers.

A peacefulness follows any decision even the wrong one.

If I need to help my team and play a different position for that game because somebody is hurt or they want to give a day off to somebody, I'll do it.

Creativity varies inversely with the number of cooks involved in the broth.

Hollywood is great. I also think it's stupid and small-minded and shortsighted.

Ruth's writing is so joyful, funny and uplifting; it's always a real treat of a read.

Your work may be great and not make its way into the big picture... like Van Gogh... so who's to say what's good and bad?

Thou fail to perceive mineself!

if I had one ambition it was to make my life itself into a poem.

The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever.