On me, on me Time and change can heap no more! The painful past with blighting grief Hath left my heart a withered leaf. Time and change can do no more.

Ye rigid Ploughman! bear in mind Your labor is for future hours. Advance! spare not! nor look behind! Plough deep and straight with all your powers!

'Tis always morning somewhere in the world

But I consoled myself with the reflexion that in spite of everything she was for me the real point of intersection between reality and dream.

I have no emotions. I just stand there, in the rubble of my life.This… this was my home. If it were a person, this would be a gaping chest wound, the kind no one can recover from.

If you ask me to describe my relationship, I mean - words are too clumsy to accurately describe how I feel in that regard, particularly in an interview. It's a strange thing.

Ladies, I'll let you in on a lil secret: guys don't notice your nails.

I've remained friends with all of them. We'remaking a fun kids movie and it's a comedy so we're just having fun and running around fighting these aliens.

My son did not show signs of a money deficiency until he opened his small fist in the nursery and found it was empty.

I owe much; I have nothing; the rest I leave to the poor.

I'd rather enjoy the money, and then be buried, offering my body back to the flora and fauna of which I have dined my whole life.

A kingdom is not lost by a single defeat.

Weird love's better than no love at all.