…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.

Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!

...like that star of the waning summer who beyond all stars rises bathed in the ocean stream to glitter in brilliance.

…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.

Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red with his own blood, he rots away himself—more birds than women flocking round his body!

Ah my friend, if you and I could escape this fray and live forever, never a trace of age, immortal, I would never fight on the front lines again or command you to the field where men win fame.

Many's the man/ who thought himself wise/ but what he needed/ he did not know...

Why wait for your happiness to come from your future blessings, when this moment already has all you need to live happily?

Don’t be Sad Cause Some People are Real Stupide, their Stupidity will inspire you to be Smart and wise in this world

One of the surest ways to give up on your goals, is to chase them all at once.

He is coming, and I am here.

Is not beauty in music too often confused with something which lets the ears lie back in an easy chair?

We might neglect our future selves because of some failure of belief or imagination.

Take out two pieces of paper. One piece of paper, list all the people you know who are adding to your life.

Heaven and earth fight in vain against a dunce!

Regardless what technology is, I like analog too.