The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.

But ne'er the rose without the thorn.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,Under that cypress tree;Or bid me die, and I will dareE'en Death, to die for thee.

Bid me to love, and I will give a loving heart to thee.

What though the sea be calm? trust to the shore, Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before.

Conquer we shall, but, we must first contend! It's not the fight that crowns us, but the end.

He loves his bonds who, when the first are broke, Submits his neck into a second yoke.

Fain would I kiss my Julia's dainty leg, Which is as white and hairless as an egg.

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ...

Life never seizes to have a brighter side of it. Unfortunately, many are blindfolded from seeing it because they are fully focused on its dark side.

Most nanny-state initiatives begin on a local level.

Daylight is too easy. What I want is difficult - the atmosphere of lamps and moonlight.

We've chosen the path to equality, don't let them turn us around.

There is what I would call the hero journey, the night sea journey, the hero quest, where the individual is going to bring forth in his life something that was never beheld before.

Snow is so beautiful, it doesn't have to be useful.

In today's fast-changing world, it's not so much what you know anymore that counts, because often what you know is old. It is how fast you learn. That skill is priceless.

As a film director I like to have the actors create their own close-ups. It's an older style of filmmaking.

Whatever you give, if you give it freely and without conditions it'll come back to you two fold.