The shadows of twilight grow, And the tiger’s ancient fierceness In my veins begins to flow.

Of every noble work the silent part is best; of all expression, that which cannot be expressed.

Oh! faint delicious spring-time violet, Thine odor like a key, Turns noiselessly in memory's wards to let A thought of sorrow free.

But the gray and the cold are haunted by a beauty akin to pain, by a sense of a something wanted that never will come again.

The Poet in his ArtMust intimate the whole, and say the smallest part.

They were steaming out of the station before Maia asked, 'Was it books in the trunk?''It was books, admitted Miss Minton.And Maia said, 'Good.

To deal with reality you must first recognize it as such.

Until you press the switch button of the light in your room on, you shall always have light in your room and still leave in darkness.

All law is from God, not from man. So, all laws are derived from the divine text, or the Koran.

You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening that trembles on the brink of a lovely song.

Do not tarry, do not stop, no matter what happens.

Preventing the new generation from changing in any deep way is what most societies require of their educators.

I wanted to figure out how long to cook things. I did some experiments and then wrote a program using Mathematica to model how heat is transferred through food.

Making my class laugh and getting in trouble. I was the class clown.

I think I could sing and shear a few sheep at the same time.