Whosoever in writing a modern history shall follow the truth too near the heels it may haply strike out his teeth.

Talking much is a sign of vanity, for the one who is lavish with words is cheap in deeds.

But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.

If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love.

But true love is a durable fire, In the mind ever burning, Never sick, never old, never dead, From itself never turning.

The most divine light only shineth on those minds which are purged from all worldly dross and human uncleanliness.

But it is hard to know them from friends, they are so obsequious and full of protestations; for a wolf resembles a dog, so doth a flatterer a friend.

[It is a basic principle of a tyrant] to unarm his people of weapons, money and all means whereby they resist his power.

So the heart be right, it is no matter which way the head lieth.

It is not truth, but opinion that can travel the world without a passport.

Whoever commands the sea, commands the trade; whosoever commands the trade of the world commands the riches of the world, and consequently the world itself.

I'VE NEVER BEEN VERY SURE ABOUT WHAT IS RIGHT, said Bill Door. I AM NOT SURE THERE IS SUCH A THING AS RIGHT. OR WRONG. JUST PLACES TO STAND.

A good library is a place, a palace where the lofty spirits of all nations and generations meet.

After you've done a thing the same way for two years look it over carefully. After five years look at it with suspicion. And after ten years throw it away and start all over.

I enjoy the press. I understand their business.

Then I went through a big Peggy Lee stage, then I became Annie Ross, then Judy Collins.

We have the agency to choose which characteristics will define us; those choices are not thrust upon us.

I would rather get out of the game than stay in the game to change the game.

When we are in health, all sounds fife and drum for us; we hear the notes of music in the air, or catch its echoes dying away when we awake in the dawn.

I'm not the type of person who enjoys the limelight.