Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy To see how plump my bags are and my barns.

A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.

To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.

Honor's a good brooch to wear in a man's hat at all times.

The poet is the nearest borderer upon the orator.

The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.

True happiness consists not in the multitude of friends, but in the worth and choice.

A good man will avoid the spot of any sin. The very aspersion is grievous, which makes him choose his way in his life, as he would in his journey.

There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.

Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine.

Success produces confidence; confidence relaxes industry, and negligence ruins the reputation which accuracy had raised.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.

Who would be willing to put up with less than the desired result, if they could afford to have it done properly?

Yes, 1960’s North American sitcoms have led me to study the United States 1920’s and 1930’s crime bosses— QET Jenkins

I think younger players probably just think they are who they are-they don't think about coming out. Unless you're number one in the world, nobody cares, usually.

Avoid prologues: they can be ­annoying, especially a prologue ­following an introduction that comes after a foreword.

I love to read theories without ever using them when working... The paradoxical fact in the aesthetic is that theories are also true in reverse.

The novel is not so much a literary genre, but a literary space, like a sea that is filled by many rivers.

I don't know where life's going, but soon it will be gone. I hope the wind that's blowing helps me carry on. Turn on the radio, baby listen to my song. Turn on the night light baby, I'm gone.

He who tries to protect himself from deception is often cheated, even when most on his guard.

Every time I see him, he's not there.