What madness is this, inviting sable Death by warfare? It always hovers close and comes unforeseen on silent steps.

I could live in the woods with thee in sight, Where never should human foot intrude: Or with thee find light in the darkest night, And a social crowd in solitude.

Be bold: Venus herself aids the stout-hearted.

How could I, blest with thee, long nights employ; And how with the longest day enjoy!

Happy thou that learnest from another's griefs, not to subject thyself to the same.

Don't fear to pledge. By winds the perjuries of love Are blown, null and void, across the land and farthest seas.

The Love-god inflames more fiercely those he sees are reluctant to surrender.

A wise man sings his joy in the closet of his heart.

Esteem all things that are good.

How mad it is to summon grim death by means of war!

We are often taught to look for the beauty in all things, so in finding it, the layman asks the philosopher while the philosopher asks the photographer.

Thou hast seen nothing yet.

Shine as if you are the sun.

The pictures do not ask you to help these people, but something much more difficult; to be briefly, intensely aware of their existence, an existence as real and significant as your own.

I went from trying to get people just to listen to my music, not necessarily knowing me, to this. I didn't want to be known, because I didn't want to be Fetty Wap... Me, I'm just a background guy.

Time is the great workman of Nature.

One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others.

The worst... was what the Pakistani soldiers did to the Bengali women after their failed rebellion.

Posts of honor are evermore posts of danger and of care.

Wherever the truth is injured, defend it.