The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.
In our prayer and meditation we hope for fulfilling ordinary life.
With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
This is the right time, and this is the right thing.
Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.
To love you was pleasant enough. And, oh! 'tis delicious to hate you!
The young May moon is beaming, love. The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love. How sweet to rove, Through Morna's grove, When the drowsy world is dreaming, love! Then awake! - the heavens look bright, my dear, 'Tis never too late for delight, my dear, And the best of all ways To lengthen our days Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!
Try never to be the smartest person in the room. And if you are, I suggest you invite smarter people … or find a different room.
There's more than one way to skin a cat, my father used to say; it bothered me, I didn't see why they would want to skin a cat even one way.
Our errors and failings are chinks in the heart's armor through which our true colors can shine.
I play a lot of, maybe a little bit, cartoonish people. I've been a Bond villain, and I play a lot of villains, people who want to take over something.