The enemy of man is man, my brother.

Youth is but the painted shell within which, continually growing, lives that wondrous thing the spirit of a man, biding its moment of apparition, earlier in some than in others.

Pride is never so loud as when in chains.

Knowledge leaves no room for chances.

For power, you know, is a fretful thing, and hath its wings always spread for flight.

Death, you know, keeps secrets better even than a guilty Roman.

It was then I saw thy mother, and loved her, and took her away in my secret heart.

Problems that remain persistently insoluble should always be suspected as questions asked in the wrong way.

He was still thoughtful. 'Do you think any of us ever really knows anyone?' 'Philosophy, Lord Dryden? And yet it's daylight and everyone is still sober.

The struggle to keep aroused emotions within proper boundaries is won by putting a conscious leash on them and leading them like junkyard dogs right to the throne of grace

Life is an act at a given moment.

If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.

Where I'm from, life's a gamble, grab the dice/'Fore I leave, pray to God, then I grab my Nikes

Everyone is growing and developing. Everyone has to go through a trial and eror process of finding what is right.

They can send death at once, but life is slower.

The Earth is blue... how wonderful. It is amazing