There is some help for all the defects of fortune; for, if a man cannot attain to the length of his wishes, he may have his remedy by cutting of them shorter.

And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.

Life is an incurable disease.

For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.

Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.

Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.

A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.

Solitude can be used well by very few people. They who do must have a knowledge of the world to see the foolishness of it, and enough virtue to despise all the vanity.

I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.

Nothing so soon the drooping spirits can raise As praises from the men, whom all men praise.

As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.

Mere talents does not give glory to God but a humble heart.

It's amazing how once the mind is free of emotional pollution, logic and clarity emerge.

Only by focusing on God can we reach our goal.

A happy arrangement: many people prefer cats to other people, and many cats prefer people to other cats.

Be nobody's darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around You like a shawl, To parry stones To keep you warm.

I believe in love at first sight for houses - but not for people.

If the stable gate is closed, climb the fence.

In democracy, people's verdict is always final and we all have to accept it with humility.

Brethren, do not become children in sense: but in malice be children, and in sense be perfect.

...the taste of the finely-worded truth rolled upon the tongue as its thought is revolved in the mind.