The weak overcomes its/ menace, the strong over-/comes itself.

As for butterflies, I can hardly conceive of one's attending upon you; but to question the congruence of the complement is vain, if it exists.

Poetry is the art of creating imaginary gardens with real toads.

Your thorns are the best part of you.

Any writer overwhelmingly honest about pleasing himself is almost sure to please others.

Originality is... a by-product of sincerity.

Camels are snobbish and sheep, unintelligent; water buffaloes, neurasthenic-- even murderous. Reindeer seem over-serious.

Omissions are not accidents.

The hands are the heart's messengers.

The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease.

When one cannot appraise out of one's own experience, the temptation to blunder is minimized, but even when one can, appraisal seems chiefly useful as appraisal of the appraiser.

...ducks and geese are foolish things, and must be looked after, but girls can take care of themselves.

If your dream is alive, then one day it will come true.

If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error.

When I saw the rough cuts of ‘The Village of Peace,’ I was immediately intrigued and wanted to share this story on the global stage.

There's something very romantic to me about people who persevere, and who get told "no, no, no" on a daily basis, and still do it anyway.

The law was given to drive us to despair over the hopelessness of ever being able to keep it.

We are limited only by our thoughts

I find it hard to believe that anyone could be so curious about me that they would want to read that I wear underwear shorts with green polka dots on them.

Because we're trying, because we want, it's very hard to get.

Out of the ruined lodge and forgotten mansion, bowers that are trodden under foot, and pleasure-houses that are dust, the poet calls up a palingenesis.