Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.

Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.

Too excited to be genuinely happy

Theologians consider that it was the sin of pride, the sinful thought conceived in an instant: non serviam: I will not serve. That instant was his [Lucifer's] ruin.

The only decent people I ever saw at the racecourse were horses.

I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.

We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh