the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is--as the light called human life is--at its coming and its going.

A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it.

Not knowing how he lost himself, or how he recovered himself, he may never feel certain of not losing himself again.

Perhaps second-hand cares, like second-hand clothes, come easily off and on.

‎And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire.

And a beautiful world we live in, when it is possible, and when many other such things are possible, and not only possible, but done-- done, see you!-- under that sky there, every day.

You touch some of the reasons for my going, not for my staying away.

I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.

They looked at one another, and their hearts died within them.

Tormented by an unworldly hunger, yet not knowing how to satisfy it.

Tis toil's reward, that sweetens industry, As love inspires with strength the enraptur'd thrush.

I only do solo albums when songs are screaming at me to be let out of my mind.

I start writing, pull whatever images happen to occur to me and make up a story, instead of starting with details that are real and I know of and going from there.

Faith is to the human what sand is to the ostrich.

What appears in the pictures was the subject's decision, not mine. I took what they presented - delicate moments - unadorned and unglamorous, yet tender and exquisite.

Nobody thought I would be a great coach.

Acting can be fun. Don't let it get around.

All that is born and destroyed is reborn in the sweep of the ages; Life like a decimal ever recurring repeats the old figure.

I'm not afraid to have a character say, 'I am a Christian,' or, 'I believe in God,' because I think they represent real people on this Earth.