However mean your life is, meet it and live it do not shun it and call it hard names. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends. Things do not change, we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.

How does one happen to write a poem: where does it come from? That is the question asked by the psychologists or the geneticists of poetry.

Allen Tate

The past could always be annihilated. Regret, denial, or forgetfulness could do that. But the future was inevitable.

Oscar Wilde

All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.

Leo Tolstoy

Becoming a mom made me more contentious about expressing my true taste.

Edie Brickell

Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, Our bruised arms hung up for monuments, Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking glass I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them, Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.

William Shakespeare

We may place blame, give reasons, and even have excuses; but in the end, it is an act of cowardice to not follow your dreams.

Steve Maraboli

The people are the government, administering it by their agents they are the government, the sovereign power.

Andrew Jackson

Everyone makes mistakes. Whether we put our mistakes to use depends on how deeply we reflect on our actions. It is desirable to reflect until the tears come. - On Self-Reflection -

Kentetsu Takamori

I would love to spend all my time writing to you I'd love to share with you all that goes through my mind, all that weighs on my heart, all that gives air to my soul phantoms of art, dreams that would be so beautiful if they could come true.

Luigi Pirandello

He listens well who takes notes.

Dante Alighieri

I've been asked to say a couple of words about my husband, Fang. How about short and cheap?

Phyllis Diller

People resent articulacy, as if articulacy were a form of vice.

Frederic Raphael