Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.

The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in the field.

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.

The rising sun complies with our weak sight, First gilds the clouds, then shows his globe of light At such a distance from our eyes, as though He knew what harm his hasty beams would do.

Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.

To love is to believe, to hope, to know; 'Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below!

All things but one you can restore; the heart you get returns no more.

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot.

His love at once and dread instruct our thought; As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.

...Everyone struggles to guard their heart from breaking, when they should desire to have a heart that breaks...

Scientific theory is a contrived foothold in the chaos of living phenomena.

She realized all at once the deeper thing that bothered her, the thing that made him not just irritating but intolerable: how he kept loving her blindly when she deserved it so little.

A relationship with God simply cannot grow when money, sins, activities, favorite sports teams, addictions, or commitments are piled up on top of it.

Speak in French when you can't think of the English for a thing. Turn out your toes as you walk. And remember who you are!

Don’t confuse progress with winning.

A depression is a large-scale decline in production and trade...there is nothing in the nature of a free-market economy to cause such an event.

About seven years later I was given a book about the periodic table of the elements. For the first time I saw the elegance of scientific theory and its predictive power.

Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B?

We each exist for but a short time, and in that time explore but a small part of the whole universe