Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up the little ones.

You have the right to kill me, but you don't have the right to judge me. That's life. There's nobility in that. There's focus. It's genuine. It's crystal and it's pure and it's available to everybody, so just shut your traps and put down your McDonalds, your vaccines, your Us Weekly, your TMZ and the rest of it.

Charlie Sheen

Lyrics are the only thing to do with music that haven't been made easier technically.

Brian Eno

We think very little of time present; we anticipate the future, as being too slow, and with a view to hasten it onward, we recall the past to stay it as too swiftly gone. We are so thoughtless, that we thus wander through the hours which are not here, regardless only of the moment that is actually our own.

Blaise Pascal

The best part of married life is the fights. The rests is merely so.

Thornton Wilder

A short letter to a distant friend is, in my opinion, an insult like that of a slight bow or cursory salutation -- a proof of unwillingness to do much, even where there is a necessity of doing something.

Samuel Johnson

Without music, life is a journey through a desert.

Pat Conroy

Our gifts seem so small in comparison to God

Eberhard Arnold, When the Time W

The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.

Burl Ives

Will power is to the mind like a strong blind man who carries on his shoulders a lame man who can see.

Arthur Schopenhauer

The mountains are calling and I must go.

John Muir

Distinctly American poetry is usually written in the context of one's geographic landscape, sometimes out of one's cultural myths, and often with reference to gender and race or ethnic origins.

Diane Wakoski

We have only to believe. And the more threatening and irreducible reality appears, the more firmly and desperately we must believe. Then, little by little, we shall see the universal horror unbend, and then smile upon us, and then take us in its more than human arms.

Pierre Teilhard de Chardin