The crimes of extreme civilization are probably worse than those of extreme barbarism, because of their refinement, the corruption they presuppose, and their superior degree of intellectuality.

Next to the wound, what women make best is the bandage.

They had...finished their lives before their death - which is not always the end of life and often comes long before the end.

The artist's morality lies in the force and truth of his description.

Happy men are grave. They carry their happiness cautiously, as they would a glass filled to the brim which the slightest movement could cause to spill over, or break.

Passions are less mischievous than boredom, for passions tend to diminish and boredom increase.

The crimes of extreme civilization are certainly more atrocious than those of extreme barbarism.

I did not want to be taken for a fool-the typical French reason for performing the worst of deeds without remorse.

He's around the twist, ' said Azalea. 'Breaking all the windows? He's mad.' to break all the windows in the house and drown yourself in a bucket but don't actually do it, well, that's love.

I wear my wrinkles like battle scars, having earned every last one slaying life’s dragons. They boast of my victories and some defeats while their beauty is a wealth of wisdom gained.

I think we will never find ultimate happiness. But I see a world of peace, harmony, laughter, love and non-violence and the elimination of poverty.

The Pope is guarded by the Swiss guard who stand proudly in pajamas and silly hats.

I am thinking about launching a wine website where there is a deal and the crowd can dictate how cheap it can get.

My boyhood ambition was to be able to earn my own living, without the help of anybody, anywhere.

I dreamed I saw the bombers riding shot gun in the sky and they were turning into butterflies above our nation.

For the spell is older than experience. For the tale is older than the record.

It was hard to leave my school. I've been going to the same school since kindergarden.

When I'm on the net, someone always wants to chat with me. But outside of MySpace, it's a completely different world. I don't get recognized that much on the street.