Who would not rather flounder in the fight than not have known the glory of the fray?

I do not know beneath what sky nor on what seas shall be thy fate; I only know it shall be high, I only know it shall be great.

I am sick of four walls and a ceiling I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass.

Spring in the world! And all things are made new!

Ye who made war that your ships Should lay to at the beck of no nation, Make war now on Murder, that slips The leash of her hounds of damnation; Ye who remembered the Alamo, Remember the Maine!

Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we lay, and violets o'er each unforgotten head.

For 't is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.

And you prate of the wealth of nations, as if it were bought and sold, The wealth of nations is men, not silk and cotton and gold.

I am fevered with the sunset, I am fretful with the bay, For the wander-thirst is on me And my soul is in Cathay.

The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend / As a man and a woman that plight / Their troth in the warm spring night.

Nor love they least Who strike with right good will To vanquish ill And fight God's battle upward from the beast.

I am, and always will be, the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams.

Time doesn't heal all wounds, only distance can lessen the sting of them.

The greatest fear in life is not of death, but unsolicited change.

Snobbery - the "pox Britannica"

I don't think I get the respect as a singer. With this record, I wanted to bring respect to my band.

We [Notekillers] are in no way super-earnest about what we do and if you see us live, you see we are cracking up during songs and saying pretty ridiculous things in-between. We're having fun.

Philosophy! Empty thinking by ignorant conceited men who think they can digest without eating!

What we love about love is the fever, which marriage puts to bed and cures.

The pursuit of knowledge is but a course between two ignorances, as human life is itself only a wayfaring from grave to grave.

Faith consists in believing not what seems true, but what seems false to our understanding.