We wish our names eternally to live; Wild dream! which ne'er had haunted human thought, Had not our natures been eternal too.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

Knowing how to love unconditionally is the ultimate knowledge of life.

Religion is the biggest drama, the man has ever written and the God is the best character, the man has ever played that people are still applauding for _Idiotneil

You will have relatively less problems to solve, if you don't confuse problems with inconveniences.

She used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.

Continue to share your heart with people even if it's been broken.

Writing is a lonely job, unless you're a drinker, in which case you always have a friend within reach.

I don't mean to be rude—" he began, in a tone that threatened rudeness in every syllable. "Yet, sadly, accidental rudeness occurs alarmingly often," Dumbledore finished the sentence gravely.

Your style is who you are when you’re not trying to be clever or better than you actually are.

Memories of ice and Trent surfaced, and I wrapped my arms around my middle. I had saved him, and he had saved me. What was wrong with us?

The thing about goalscorers is that they score goals.