'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

Truth demands progress and change, and is always for the benefit of all souls—even if you must travel through a difficult learning process or make a shift as a result of facing the truth.

I will go and speak at rotary clubs. I will go and speak at schools. I'm so much in the community, but in a way that I love. It's been such a positive thing.

It's nothing to be ashamed of. There comes a time in everything when you don't know something.

... and she held out a pretty gold ring. 'Put it,' she said, 'on the fourth finger of my left hand, and I am yours and you are mine; and we shall leave Earth and make our own Heaven yonder.'

With studio work, I'm always the bottom man on the totem pole.

You're on CNN. The show that leads into me is puppets making crank phone calls. What is wrong with you?

Couldn't afford a car so he named his daughter Alexis

I bike around New York City as a way of getting everywhere I need to go.

Setbacks motivate me.

... everything written is at least in part fantasy. Except maybe the national budget. That's horror.