Whom drink made wits, though nature made them fools.

Who often, but without success, have prayed for apt Alliteration's artful aid.

England a fortune-telling host, As num'rous as the stars, could boast; Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of Fate in grounds of tea.

Genius is of no country.

Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.

When satire flies abroad on falsehood's wing, Short is her life, and impotent her sting; But when to truth allied, the wound she gives Sinks deep, and to remotest ages lives.

The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.

Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.

A joke's a very serious thing.

No tribute is laid on castles in the air.

The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own.

I was his exception, and as much as I had tried to fight my feelings, he was mine.

Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me, your poetry.

That's the trouble with having the whole world love you. One day, you wake up and it's flirting with your best friend instead. And you don't know what to do. You're thrown.

We ought to give thanks for all fortune: if it is good, because it is good; if bad, because it works in us patience, humility, contempt of this world and the hope of our eternal country.

I was the hero of the young insurgent working class art movement.

I attempted to fish in Scotland and I managed to hook a dog. It was a horrible moment but the dog turned out to be fine.

A woman and a mouse, they carry a tale wherever they go.

Thinking has become a superfluous exercise... purely internal, without compelling force, more or less a game.

They tell him that there is no why, since the moment simply is and since all of them are trapped in the moment, like bugs in amber.

Yes, Hackney has got more expensive, but so has rest of London