There is a glory in a great mistake.

Lo and behold! God made this starry wold, The maggot and the mold; lo and behold! He taught the grass contentment blade by blade, The sanctity of sameness in a shade.

You cannot choose your battlefield, The Gods do that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew.

Across the downs a hummingbird Came dipping through the bowers, He pivoted on emptiness To scrutinize the flowers.

In the darkness, who would answer for the color of a rose, Or the vestments of the May moth and the pilgrimage it goes?

Once a pallid Vestal Doubted truth in blue; Listed red in ruin, Harried every hue; Barricaded vision, Garbed herself in sighs; Ridiculed the birthmarks Of the butterflies.

The rose has told In one simplicity That never life Relinquishes a bloom But to bestow An ancient confidence.

Let go the lure The striving to unmake; Behold the truth Whenever heart may ache There is a glory In a great mistake.

The sun shall shine in ages yet to be, The musing moon illumine pastures dim, And afterwards a new nativity For all who slept the dreamless interim.

The starry brocade of the summer night Is linked to us as part of our estate; And every bee that wings its sidelong flight Assurance of a sweeter, fairer fate.

Oh I'm in love with the janitor's boy, And the janitor's boy loves me; He's going to hunt for a desert isle In our geography.

Are you a traveling man he asked?

Never ever give up, even, and especially, when there is no chance of winning.

Just invest in apps. Just download apps and then pay yourself the dividend.

After about 15 minutes, you feel that you're winning them over.

Whatever the majority of people is doing, under any given circumstances, if you do the exact opposite, you will probably never make another mistake as long as you live.

One of the cardinal sins in our country is profanity -- the taking of the name of the Lord in vain.

My first hero, as a teenager, was James Connolly. I remember discovering that he was a feminist, and that was an eye-opener, coming from a man of such poverty.

I am all in favour of spontaneity, providing it is carefully planned and ruthlessly controlled.

Against classical philosophy: thinking about eternity or the immensity of the universe does not lessen my unhappiness.

You know what Abnegation used to say about pride?' 'Something unfavorable,I assume.' I laugh.' Obviously. They said it blinds people to the truth of what they are.