Who shall guess what I may be?Who can tell my fortune to me?For, bravest and brightest that ever was sungMay be - and shall be - the lot of the young!

Naples sitteth by the sea, keystone of an arch of azure.

Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech.

Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful.

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men.

God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love.

Ridicule is a weak weapon when pointed at a strong mind; but common people are cowards and dread an empty laugh.

Search out the wisdom of nature, there is depth in all her doings; she seemeth prodigal of power, yet her rules are the maxims of frugality.

To despond is to lie ungrateful beforehand. Be not looking for evil. Often thou drainest the gall of fear while evil is passing by thy dwelling.

A good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.

Deep is the sea, and deep is hell, but pride mineth deeper; it is coiled as a poisonous worm about the foundations of the soul.

Once upon a time there was aOnce upon a time there was aOnce upon a time there was aStop this. It's undignified.

Remember that everything has God's fingerprints on it.

The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

Father's Day: When you get that lethal combination of alcohol and new power tools.

I mean at the world as a checklist. Once you got to a place, you check them off and if you love the spot, you might check it off twice. You'll always find your way to go back to those places.

Something having been done just about everywhere just about always is no kind of justification for doing it now.

I feel that film is inevitably the medium of the future. It has been for years, decades, but more so now than ever.

Once you get labeled, there's nothing you can do about it.

Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.

And mighty poets in their misery dead.