She poured a little social sewage into his ears.

The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.

Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay.

A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.

There is nothing the body suffers which the soul may not profit by.

Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.

Caricature is rough truth.

Lowly, with a broken neck, The crocus lays her cheek to mire.

Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar.

We are betrayed by what is false within

Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.

The first gift is Strength. May you remember to call upon it whenever you need it.

Scottish Play Doe was born at 4:13 a.m. on September 6th. The ink was barely dry on his father's new tattoo.

may I be I is the only prayer

A guilty person sometimes has the luck to escape detection, but never to feel sure of it.

Be tenacious. Get as much stage time as possible.

The idea that the poor should have leisure has always been shocking to the rich.

Perfect happiness, even in memory, is not common.

I never like to go out of character when filming starts. I fear that if I do, I might not be able to pick it up again.

I don't talk about my books while I'm writing them: not even my husband knows what a novel's about until it's done.

A dimwit thinks nothing is funny unless it's mean.