Oh! if to dance all night, and dress all day, Charm'd the small-pox, or chas'd old age away; . . . . To patch, nay ogle, might become a saint, Nor could it sure be such a sin to paint.

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.

It is only an error in judgement to make a mistake but it shows infirmity of character to adhere to it when discovered.

What was it up there in the song that seemed to be calling her back inside? What would happen now in the dim, incalculable hours?

There is no love apart from the deeds of love; no potentiality of love other than that which is manifested in loving.

I should add that I very much enjoy certain cities especially Paris, New York and Chicago.

Each time I step on the basketball court, I never know what will happen. I live for the moment. I play for the moment.

A play for me never really takes on an aspect of reality until it has left the dryair of the study and begins to sniff the musty breezes of a bare stage.

It is possible to live twenty-four hours a day in a state of love. Every movement, every glance, every thought, and every word can be infused with love.

What we are assigned to bear is in a sense a measure of our stature.

the central argument of the backlash - that women's equality is responsible for women's unhappiness.

I think President's candidates need shock collars or something.