...it should be remembered that men always prize that most which is least enjoyed.

History, like love, is so apt to surround her heroes with an atmosphere of imaginary brightness.

Every trail has its end, and every calamity brings its lesson!

Is it justice to make evil, and then punish for it?

She was a poetry book with the wrong dust jacket, shelved in the Reference section.

He raised his wine for a toast. “To the Exquisite Nightmare.

Nothing evokes the prurient like puritanism.

The tragedy of modern war is that the young men die fighting each other - instead of their real enemies back home in the capitals.

I love acting. I'm able to express myself and not get made fun of for it.

I'm not at all a linear thinker. I know the feeling I want to convey, but the form is what I struggle to find. I'm sure I'd fail if I tried to write a grant proposal or a book proposal.

So I want to ask you a hypothetical question. My favorite kind. Next to rhetorical ones. I can nap equally well through either kind.

I don't think I'd ever make an album of just covers because I love writing my own music.

As for those that carried out these attacks there are no adequate words of condemnation. Their barbarism will stand as their shame for all eternity.

Like the lily That once was mistress of the field and flourished, I'll hang my head and perish.