One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.

So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

All for love, and nothing for reward.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to.

Thoughts eat me creepy words crush my head.. I hear them talk, they scream and howl for each other.. Weeping souls longing trapped in a cage full time.

We were supposed to be heroes.”“There’s no such thing as heroes.”Conversation between ‘Alis K’ and ‘Borge’The Informer by Steen Langstrup

I don’t know if you have had the same experience, but the snag I always come up against when I’m telling a story is this dashed difficult problem of where to begin it.

In every life there comes a point when you have to make a decision about how you will live.

So, I was just a young guy, maybe with an idea, and Cecil Taylor, himself a rebel, would take a chance on a guy like me. It turned out to be a very symbiotic partnership. I learned a lot from him.

If we want to know what's most sacred in this world, all we need to do is look for what is most violently profaned.

The practice of perseverance is the discipline of the noblest virtues. To run well, we must run to the end. It is not the fighting but the' conquering that gives a hero his title to renown.

Paul Harvey was the most listened to man in the history of radio. ... There is no one who will ever come close to him.

The path to truly new, never-been-done-before things always has failure along the way.