For the memory of love is sweet, though the love itself were in vain. And what I have lost of pleasure, assuage what I find of pain.

When I hear so much impatient and irritable complaint, so much readiness to replace what we have by guardians for us all, those supermen, evoked somewhere from the clouds, whom none have seen and none are ready to name, I lapse into a dream... I see children playing on the grass, ...they are restive and quarrelsome; they cannot agree to any common plan; their play annoys them; it goes poorly. And one says, let us make Jack the master; Jack knows all about it; Jack will tell us what each is to do and we shall all agree. But Jack is like all the rest; Helen is discontented with her part and Henry with his, and soon they fall again into their old state. No, the children must learn to play by themselves; there is no Jack the master. And in the end slowly and with infinite disappointment they do learn a little; they learn to forbear, to reckon with anther, accept a little where they wanted much, to live and let live, to yield when they must yield; perhaps, we may hope, not to take all they can. But the condition is that they shall be willing at least to listen to one another, to get the habit of pooling their wishes. Somehow or other they must do this, if the play is to go on; maybe it will not, but there is no Jack, in or out of the box, who can come to straighten the game.

Judge Learned Hand

I get 70 miles to the gallon on this hog.

Lloyd

On the basis of biological, sociological, and historical knowledge, we should recognize that the individual self is subject to death or decay, but the sum total of individual achievement, for better or worse, lives on in the immortality of The Larger.

Hu Shih

Each year, I say I'm going to go to school next year. It's inevitable that I'll end up getting my education.

Eliza Dushku

Sound drums and trumpets! Farewell sour annoy! For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

William Shakespeare

I just wish the crowd I was associated with was more passionate about what they were doing and less consumed with the commerce of the art form.

Shia LaBeouf

The enjoyments of this life are not equal to its evils.

Pliny the Elder

to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.

Cassandra Clare

Don't flatter the rich, or appear to willing before the great.

Thomas Kempis

I'm hoping someday that some kid, black or white, will hit more home runs than myself. Whoever it is, I'd be pulling for him.

Hank Aaron

When a music teacher that I had at school was taken ill and we had a variety show and I had to fill in - that's when I realized I had a voice.

Lily Allen

Wit lies in recognizing the resemblance among things which differ and the difference between things which are alike.

Germaine De Stael