I don't play golf. I have more fun singing and dancing.
I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew; And on thy cheek a fading rose Fast withereth too.
Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.
A poet without love were a physical and metaphysical impossibility.
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance.
Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
Life is but a day: A fragile dewdrop on its perilious way From a tree's summit
Maybe that's why people have friends at all. Not because they like them so much but because they don't make them feel so much worse.
If happiness in self-content is placed, The wise are wretched, and fools only blessed.
Are not half our lives spent in reproaches for foregone actions, of the true nature and consequences of which we were wholly ignorant at the time?
There is a vulgar incredulity, which in historical matters, as well as in those of religion, finds it easier to doubt than to examine.