The possession of unlimited power will make a despot of almost any man. There is a possible Nero in the gentlest human creature that walks.

A man is known by the company his mind keeps.

All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do sowould I?

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

They fail, and they alone, who have not striven.

Civilization is the lamb's skin in which barbarism masquerades.

True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.

But I, in the chilling twilight stand and wait At the portcullis, at thy castle gate, Longing to see the charmed door of dreams Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!

What probing deep Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows in yonder West; the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes and great cloud continents of sunset-seas.

I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings.

I write about pain so you know you're not alone. I've felt it too. I'm releasing it... in hope that you will too.

Storytellers are master manipulators transforming non-reality (grounded in reality) into vicarious experience.

Chaos isn't good for your health.

Pennies do not come from heaven. They have to be earned here on earth.

The fundamental law of human beings is interdependence. A person is a person through other persons.

When the pain of continuing exceeds the pain of stopping, a threshold is crossed. What seemed unthinkable becomes thinkable.

If we could ever find that moment, maybe thousands of years from now, where all the musics of the worlds would be communicating with each other, there would be no more wars, there would be peace.

Whatever may happen the sun will rise tomorrow as it rose to-day, beneficent and serene.

To find love I must enter into the sanctuary where it is hidden, which is the mystery of God.

No one likes crying, but tears water our souls.