Strew gladness on the paths of men-You will not pass this way again.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

The woods were made for the hunters of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game The streams and the woods belong.

Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains.

Seek not for fresher founts afar, just drop you bucket where you are.

The woods were made for the hunter of dreams...

W'en you see a man in woe, Walk right up and say 'hullo'; Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do. How's the world a-usin' you?

There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.

Just drop your bucket where you are.

I say the very things that make the greatest StirAn' the most interestin' things, are things that did n't occur.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

Believing everybody is dangerous, but believing nobody is more dangerous.

It's always easier to spot others' hypocrisies while missing our own.

That a majority of the Abolitionists in this place would patronize a free labor store, in preference to others, I do not doubt; but we do not muster money in Cincinnati.

A Gentleman is a man who will pay his gambling debts even when he knows he has been cheated.

Drink, eat, jump and dance as much as you can stand tonight, but not too much, because you are fifty now.

I'm not a comedienne. I'm an actress.

I never cared what kind of grade I got.

Probably never in human history did we live in a society in which, at the microlevel of personal behavior, our lives were so strongly regulated.

An angel's face is tricky to wear constantly.