The delicate thought, that cannot find expression, For ruder speech too fair, That, like thy petals, trembles in possession, And scatters on the air.

A bird in the hand is a certainty, but a bird in the bush may sing.

Don't be too quickTo break bad habits: better stick,Like the Mission folk, to your arsenic.

Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.

The creator who could put a cancer in a believer's stomach is above being interfered with by prayers.

Never a tear bedims the eye That time and patience will not dry.

If, of all words of tongue and pen, The saddest are, It might have been,' More sad are these we daily see: 'It is, but hadn't ought to be!'

The dominant expression of a child is gravity.

For the glory born of Goodness Never dies, And its flag is not half-masted In the skies.

Each lost day has its patron saint!

But still when the mists of doubt prevail, And we lie becalmed by the shores of age, We hear from the misty troubled shore The voce of children gone before. Drawing the soul to its anchorage.

There must always be two kinds of art: escape-art, for man needs escape as he needs food and deep sleep, and parable-art, that art which shall teach man to unlearn hatred and learn love.

There are some ideas so wrong that only a very intelligent person could believe in them.

PITY, n. A failing sense of exemption, inspired by contrast.

The truth is, just to hear other people speaking Italian is really worth it. It keeps the sound in your ear.

When a man begins to perceive the love of God in all its richness, he begins also to love his neighbor with spiritual perception. This is the love of which all the scriptures speak.

Hold fast to the diary from today on! Write regularly! Don't surrender! Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it every moment.

Blood City III: The Massacre. I'd read the summary of it online, and frankly, it sounded like the directors had just decided to film my life.

No,you're officially banned from listening to us. Or thinking about this. Or even thinking about thinking about this, understand?

An unanticipated destination, perhaps, but you must admit,all the best journeys take unexpected detours.

I don't like to compare years, honestly. I think every year is a different experience, a different challenge. You grow. You evolve as a person and as a player.