With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.

A man is known by the company his mind keeps.

All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do sowould I?

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

They fail, and they alone, who have not striven.

Civilization is the lamb's skin in which barbarism masquerades.

True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.

The possession of unlimited power will make a despot of almost any man. There is a possible Nero in the gentlest human creature that walks.

But I, in the chilling twilight stand and wait At the portcullis, at thy castle gate, Longing to see the charmed door of dreams Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!

What probing deep Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows in yonder West; the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes and great cloud continents of sunset-seas.

But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent.

Trying to constantly get yourself into movies is extremely stressful and sometimes just impossible.

Men simply don't understand how women are. They think there's some other kind.

When your opponent's sittin' there holdin' all the aces, there's only one thing to do: kick over the table.

Nowadays it's not who wears the pants in the family, but who carries the credit cards.

Time is the best of critics; and patience the best of teachers.

Love may be a dream but marriage is a nightmare.

There are moments in life that the white-chocolate Magnum ice cream was invented for, and this is one of them.

It's hard to swallow your pride. That's why I slather mine in mayonnaise.