Winds and waters keepA hush more dead than any sleep.

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.

Before a day was over, Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss - sweeter this Than any other thing!

Autumn's the mellow time.

Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly every day.

Four ducks on a pond, / A grass-bank beyond, / A blue sky of spring, / White clouds on the wing: / What a little thing / To remember for years - / To remember with tears!.

If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

Pluck not the wayside flower; It is the traveler's dower.

She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.

A man who keeps a diary pays, Due toll to many tedious days; But life becomes eventful—then, His busy hand forgets the pen. Most books, indeed, are records less Of fulness than of emptiness.

Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way!

David Foster Wallace: Because I'd like to be the sort of person who can enjoy things at the time instead of having to go back in my head and enjoy them then.

I'm eighteen and I like it.

For me, the biggest thing is someone who's kind. I'm not into the bad-boy thing.

Writers are too neurotic to ever be happy.

Of those two [Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump], I do think that the - right now, at least in my mind, the Democratic theme is eclipsing the Republican one.

The world is afflicted by death and decay. But the wise do not grieve, having realized the nature of the world.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder… or forgetful.

Today is 11/11/11, a date so simple even Rick Perry can remember it.

I wake the dead. I bring Jackie Robinson and the Roosevelts to life. Who do you think Im trying to wake up?

Whatever you decide is your motivation in the scene, the opposite of that is also true and should be in it.