It is the end. But of what? The end of France? No. The end of kings? Yes.
I would rather be ashes than dust.
To be able to forget means sanity.
A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.
I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.
Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.
Their smiles are lies. Most smiles are.
Today Donald Trump reaffirmed his stance against gay marriage. Trump said marriage is between a rich guy and his much younger third wife.
It's not good for comedy to be like, 'Thanks for liking me'. Being popular is poison.
The Constitutional framers were peace men; but they preferred revolution to peaceful submission to bondage. They were quiet men; but they did not shrink from agitating against oppression. They showed forbearance; but that they knew its limits. They believed in order; but not in the order of tyranny. With them, nothing was "settled" that was not right. With them, justice, liberty and humanity were "final;" not slavery and oppression.