For him who fain would teach the world The world holds hate in fee- For Socrates, the hemlock cup; For Christ, Gethsemane.

A little while with grief and laughter, And then the day will close; The shadows gather ... what comes after No man knows.

Vibrations are the key to everything. Atoms used to be, but atoms have quite gone out.

He worked like hell in the country so he could live in the city, where he worked like hell so he could live in the country.

it is better to be a part of beauty for one instant and then cease to exist than to exist forever and never be a part of beauty

It is a cheering thought to think that God is on the side of the best digestion.

Life's too damn funny for me to explain.