In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
When you talk about changing the rules, that takes time, and it always involves more than just a committee.
Love melts the rigor which the rocks have bred; a flint will break upon a feather bed.
Let a man turn to his own childhood - no further - if he will renew his sense of remoteness, and of the mystery of change.
Old age isn't so bad when you consider the alternatives.
Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.
One of the glories of New York is its ethnic food, and only McDonald's and Burger King equalize us all.
I was reminding them of their lives and I think that was why it was read so much, but this was quite unintentional and unpredictable.
I am a part of all that I have seen.
But thousands of people march to my songs, some just ignore me and shuffle along, some other tip me, hah, and sometimes they sing right along.
I live on hope and that I think do all Who come into this world.
When I am dead, I hope it is said, 'His sins were scarlet, but his books were read'.
Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom nor forced him wander, but confine him home.
His words and music weren't just joined; they were inseparably married.
I said to Heart, 'How goes it?' Heart replied: 'Right as a Ribstone Pippin!'
I remember trying to impress her by writing an essay about the Rocky Mountains and the bears and it was the first bad review I ever had - shameful!
My tears will keep no channel, know no laws to guide their streams, but like the waves, their cause, run with disturbance till they swallow me as a description of his misery.
Long for me as I for you, forgetting, what will be inevitable, the long black aftermath of pain.
Loneliness seems to have become the great American disease.
Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?
Those who build beneath the stars build too low.
We always may be what we might have been.
Were I a cloud I'd gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where.
This was Shakespeare's form; who walked in every path of human life, felt every passion; and to all mankind doth now, will ever, that experience yield which his own genius only could acquire.
Though man a thinking being is defined, Few use the grand prerogative of mind. How few think justly of the thinking few! How many never think, who think they do!
To him that waits all things reveal themselves, provided that he has the courage not to deny, in the darkness, what he has seen in the light.
This only grant me, that my means may lie too low for envy, for contempt too high.
We little know the things for which we pray.
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.
Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and vain desires, Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires.
The stars are the great Gothic churches: spires, naves, delicate flying buttresses, massive conventional buttresses, stained glass and grandeur, grandeur, grandeur.
I used to think all poets were Byronic.
Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys, and eagerly pursues imaginary joys.
Propaganda is that branch of the art of lying which consists in nearly deceiving your friends without quite deceiving your enemies.
After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument than why I have one.
So what becomes of you my love when they have finally stripped you of the handbags and the glad rags that your Granddad had to sweat so you could buy.
As I open myself to questions being posed by those from other systems, I gain perspective on how many of my beliefs are system based.
For hope is but a dream for those that wake.
The novel can be read simply as a story which you can skip if you want. It can be read as a story you will get more out of if you don't skip.
Nothing is to come, and nothing past: But an eternal now, does always last.
The world's a scene of changes, and to be constant, in nature were inconstancy.
They who grasp the world, The Kingdom, and the power, and the glory, Must pay with deepest misery of spirit, Atoning unto God for a brief brightness.
Not until he stood at the altar did he achieve a sense of being hale and furnished. It was strange, he thought, that a man would find his surest current in the spot where he felt least worthy.
The cottage garden; most for use designed, Yet not of beauty destitute.
In following their line through, and those of Plantagenet and Tudor, there is but little to soothe the mind.
I know that's a secret, for it's whispered every where.
In the course of her education she had gone through the history usually put into the hands of young people... now her ripened reason gave to her present study at least the advantage of novelty.
He's still not interviewing other people; he's still interviewing himself.
Hopes are but the dreams of those that wake.
Cessation of work is not accompanied by cessation of expenses.
I am no Poet here; my pen's the spout where the rain water of my eyes run out.
I am not old but mellow like good wine.
If conquest does not bind posterity, so neither can compact bind it.
He bullied, soothed and cajoled. In fact, he's awfully good at what he does, but how one wishes he didn't work quite so hard doing it.
The mare set off for home with the speed of a swallow, and going as smoothly and silently. I never had dreamed of such a motion, fluent and graceful, and ambient, soft as the breeze flitting over the flowers, but swift as the summer lightening.
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
The chambers in the house of dreams Are fed with so divine an air, That Time's hoary wings grow young therein, And they who walk there are most fair.
The man forget not, though in rags he lies, and know the mortal through a crown's disguise.
The lessons of prudence have charms, And slighted, may lead to distress; But the man whom benevolence warms Is an angel who lives but to bless.
Love conquers all things; let us too surrender to Love.
Men dream of courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life... is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.
Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to my conscience, above all liberties.
Knowledge is proud that he has learned so much;Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Knowledge is proud that he has learn'd so much; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more.
Resolve to find thyself; and to know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.
Resolve to be thyself; and know that who finds himself, loses his misery.
Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar.
The darkest day, if you live till tomorrow, will have past away.
Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavour.
Teach me to feel another's woe,To hide the fault I see,That mercy I to others show,That mercy show to me.
A man should never be ashamed to own that he is wrong, which is but saying in other words that he is wiser today than he was yesterday.
All of us, who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
It is so small a think to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the spring, to have loved, to have thought, to have done.
For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
The Child is the father of the Man.