Whatsoever thy birth, thou were a beautiful thought and softly bodied forth.
I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.
In itself a thought, a slumbering thought is capable of years; and curdles a long life into one hour.
The Coach does not play in the game, but the Coach helps the players identify areas to improve their game.
My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief, Are mine alone!
Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.
Think not I am what I appear.
My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea.
Be warm, be pure, be amorous, but be chaste.
Next to dressing for a rout or ball, undressing is a woe.
Romances paint at full length people’s wooing. But only give a bust of marriages.
Self praise is no praise at all.
Life is too short for chess.
What an antithetical mind! – tenderness, roughness – delicacy, coarseness – sentiment, sensuality – soaring and groveling, dirt and deity – all mixed up in that one compound of inspired clay!
I should like to know who has been carried off, except poor dear me – I have been more ravished myself than anybody since the Trojan war.
He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.
The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.
The reason that adulation is not displeasing is that, though untrue, it shows one to be of consequence enough, in one way or other, to induce people to lie.
Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.
It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts – you have no idea of the pain it gives one.