The Attic warbler pours her throat, Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of spring.

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.

Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!

Men will believe anything at all provided they are under no obligation to believe it.

To each his suff'rings: all are men, / Condemn'd alike to groan, / The tender for another's pain; / Th' unfeeling for his own.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

MIND & GRINDSelf-belief and hard work can propel you past more talented peers

Though I have looked everywhere / I can find nothing lowly / in the universe.

The first Garbage record sounds bizarre, it's not a pristine sounding album. We ran everything through stomp boxes and through samplers and that definitely gave it a vibe.

Fear is a ... it's a weird thing, when you think about it. People are only afraid of other things, they're never afraid of themselves.

I've enjoyed my retirement.

I try not to be overly analytical.

The reason I couldn't pay my rent was because I was one of the worst drinkers you'd ever seen in your life.

The problem with Western Christians is not that they aren't where they should be but that they aren't what they should be where they are.

If I had to lay bets, my bet would be that everything is going to go to hell, but, you know, what else have we got except hope?

Her life was monotonous, but it kept her out of trouble. . . . This, her father would say, was called being an adult.