There is no disorder but the heart's.

The world's perverse, but it could be worse.

One could not live without delicacy, but when / I think of love I think of the big, clumsy-looking / hands of my grandmother, each knuckle a knob.

Love' is finding the familiar dear. / 'In love' is to be taken by surprise.

I bless / all knowledge of love, all ways of publishing it.

The end / of passion / may refashion / a friend.

In politics, arts / no issue's dramatic / nor will 'play' till its heart's / simplified to fanatic.

Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand.

Without passion, nobody can truly commit to anything and without optimism, positive outcomes become scarce.

There was hardly an eminent writer in Paris who was unacquainted with the inside of the Conciergerie or the Bastille.

Earthworms are the intenstines of the soil.

The cruelest lies are often told without a word The kindest truths are often spoken, never heard

I can't really make fun of zombies. They're not liars. They're not cheats.

Yes, I'm afraid the life over here is very different from N.Z. but oh boy it's a grand life.

A healthy old fellow, who is not a fool, is the happiest creature living.

The wrinkles in my brow, The furrows in my face, Say, limping age will lodge him now Where youth must give him place.

Set your ideal as near to perfection as your imagination is capable of forming the conception.