Weep bitterly over the dead, for he is worthy, and then comfort thyself; drive heaviness away: thou shall not do him good, but hurt thyself.

Our society distributes itself into Barbarians, Philistines and Populace; and America is just ourselves with the Barbarians quite left out, and the Populace nearly.

If there ever comes a time when the women of the world come together purely and simply for the benefit of mankind, it will be a force such as the world has never known.

Our inequality materializes our upper class, vulgarizes our middle class, brutalizes our lower class.

The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.

Like driftwood spares which meet and pass Upon the boundless ocean-plain, So on the sea of life, alas! Man nears man, meets, and leaves again.

Philistine must have originally meant, in the mind of those who invented the nickname, a strong, dogged, unenlightened opponent of the chosen people, of the children of the light.

Life is not having and getting, but being and becoming

He will find one English book and one only, where, as in the "Iliad" itself, perfect plainness of speech is allied with perfect nobleness; and that book is the Bible.

Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!

Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.

You can hear a song in every word if you listen closely enough.

There is absolutely everything in great fiction but a clear answer.

She sounds like someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, which are the best sorts of people.

I am often the brunt of my own humor.

I believe in instinct, not reason. When reason is right, nine times out of ten it is impotent, and when it prevails, nine times out of ten it is wrong.

Americans are a quarter of a billion people who have almost nothing in common except for the fact they've been told they have lots in common.

Men only go for skinny women because they're too weak to argue - and salads are cheap.

A man's got to have a code, a creed to live by, no matter his job.

We spend our lives trying to unlock the mystery of the universe, but there was a Turkish prisoner, Bahá’u’lláh, in Akka, Palestine who had the Key.

I think he got an incidental elbow in the face, messed up his pretty red lips a little bit. But other than that he'll be fine.