The thought of being nothing after death is a burden insupportable to a virtuous man.

Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.

Self-defense is Nature's eldest law.

…So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky

He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

When he spoke, what tender words he used! So softly, that like flakes of feathered snow, They melted as they fell.

Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.

Dead men tell no tales.

Dancing is the poetry of the foot.

The sooner you treat your son as a man, the sooner he will be one.

Fortune befriends the bold.

...as I get older, I find myself insisting on my right to be philosophically sloppy.

Love never could be overdone or go out of style.

Change is inevitable. And in a way, change is a sort of magic. However, not everyone believes in something as frugal as the unexplained.

Gaiety alone as it were is the hard cash of happiness everything else is just a promissory note.

There's theater in life, obviously, and there's life in theater.

Never will the Anarchists in Spain be made to suffer as they have been and are in Russia.

Sanctification will be drudgery unless we believe that holiness is possible and that it is pleasing to God.

In my day, the president ruled with authority before the law, but now all that is lost.

If the work of God could be comprehended by reason, it would no longer be wonderful, and faith would have no merit if reason provided proof.

I had to stop drinkin, cuz I got tired of waking up in my car driving ninety.