Three quarks for Muster Mark!

He is cured by faith who is sick of fate.

Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?

For that (the rapt one warns) is what papyr is meed of, made of, hides and hints and misses in prints.

Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till he’s rife and never get stuck to another man’s pfife.

Here's lumbos. Where misties swaddlum, where misches lodge none, where mystries pour kind on, O sleepy! So be yet!

And you’ll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday.

Success is for those who are persistent in the face of reality. The harsher the truth, the stronger they hold on to their dreams.

Spending plenty of time on something can be the most sophisticated form of revenge.

Now that I am past picking the knife to stab one, the reward of stabbing a few more comes at an unfairly lower risk!

...even the donkeys were quiet.

The best way to confront your fears it to stop avoiding the situation you're most afraid of.

You always be like, I hope I'm ready.

I live alone, so I dont really talk to anyone once Im home. I have some silent nights.

Blanche, prosaic in a pale yellow sweater and blue jeans, was wondering again if anything mattered—-life, faith--specifically, finishing homework assignments.

On my travels around the world, I've met people in countries where democracy doesn't exist and if it does, they are intimidated into voting in a certain way.

I've been doing that song ["Live Wire"] on my own for years, so no, I'm not worried about [high notes] at all.