I looked on, I thought, I reflected, I admired, in a state of stupefaction not altogether unmingled with fear!
Who teach the mind its proper face to scan, And hold the faithful mirror up to man.
Slow and steady wins the race. 'The hare and the tortoise
I don't really care who gets their inspiration from where, it's the end results that count.
Judge of a jest when you have done laughing.
Nonsense and noise will oft prevail, When honor and affection fail.
Walking on the moon is now something that people used to do, in the distant past, like macramé, decoupage and the Hustle. . . . There will just be the pictures, then, as we saw them in the summer of '69, ghostly and blurry, colorless and incomprehensible, an infant's glimpse of a new world.
I knowed a man in Paphlagonia who'd swallow a live snake every morning, when he got up. He used to say, he was certain of one thing, that nothing worse would happen to him all day. 'Course they made him eat a bowlful of hairy centipedes before they hung him, so maybe that claim was a bit presumptive.
In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage aware of its own worth.
Princess Diana talking to Prince William about the loss of her title Her Royal Highness: She turned to William in her distress. She (Princess Diana) told me how he had sat with her one night when she was upset over the loss of HRH, put his arms around her and said: Don't worry, Mummy. I will give it back to you one day when I am king.
The surest method against scandal is to live it down by perseverance in well-doing, and by prayer to God that He would cure the distempered mind of those who traduce and injure us.