Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Self-defense is Nature's eldest law.

…So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky

He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Dead men tell no tales.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

Fortune befriends the bold.

Love makes us such fools.

I said school starts tomorrow. I didn’t say I was going to be there.

I like my men like I like my roses . . . by the dozen.

I don't want to go to Portsmouth or any other club that has no ambitions.

The major political event of the twentieth century is the death of socialism.

Our attitude at the beginning of a task will affect its outcome more than anything else.

But this is neither here nor there why do I mention it? Ask my pen, it governs me, I govern not it.

Only freedom from prejudice and tireless zeal avail for the most holy of the endeavours of mankind, the practice of the true art of healing.

I've seen miracles happen with sound.

I don't direct movies for a living.