The dusk runs down the lane driven like hail; Far off a precise whistle is escheat To the dark; and then the towering weak and pale.

Men expect too much, do too little.

Poets are mysterious, but a poet when all is said is not much more mysterious than a banker.

Other psychological theories say a good deal about compensation.

The day's at end and there's nowhere to go, Draw to the fire, even this fire is dying; Get up and once again politely lying Invite the ladies toward the mistletoe.

The mission for the day is to encourage students to think beyond traditional career opportunities, prepare for future careers and entrance into the workplace.

I have felt darkness lead me by the hand Over the hill to greet the singing dawn.

In the cold morning the rested street stands up To greet the clerk who saunters down the world.

So face with calm that heritage And earn contempt before the age.

Experience means conflict, our natures being what they are, and conflict means drama.

Peering, I heard the hooves come down the hill. The posse passed, twelve horse; the leader's face Was worn as limestone on an ancient sill.

You ought to endure and complete your own race of life.

Rowan considered for a moment, and then said, "I have known many kings in my life, Dorian Havilliard. And it was a rare man indeed who asked for help when he needed it, who would put aside pride.

Virginity comes standard. A good head is earned.

We should work for simple, good, undecorated things, but things which are in harmony with the human being and organically suited to the little man in the street.

Individuation is to divest the self of false wrappings.

The center will not hold if it has been spot-welded by an operator whose deepest concern is not with the weld but with his lottery ticket.

When Rolling Stone handed me this crazy assignment to be in the studio with James Brown, they had the misapprehension that I'd written for them already just because I claimed my character had.

I once stopped to pick up a girl, and then there was this creepy-looking guy standing behind the bushes waiting to jump out and get in, too. So I just quickly drove away.

Failure is often that early morning hour of darkness which precedes the dawning of the day of success.

The language of silence is the language of God, the language of silence is the language of the heart.