There are tones of voices that mean more than words.

Oh, come forth into the storm and rout And be my love in the rain.

A person will sometimes devote all his life to the development of one part of his body - the wishbone.

Scholars and artists thrown together are often annoyed at the puzzle of where they differ. Both work from knowledge; but I suspectthey differ most importantly in the way their knowledge is come by. Scholars get theirs with conscientious thoroughness along projected lines of logic; poets theirs cavalierly and as it happens in and out of books. They stick to nothing deliberately, but let what will stick to them like burrs where they walk in the fields.

He thought that I was after him for a feather--- The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself.

As it is more blessed to receive, so it must be more blessed to receive than to give back.

It's hard to get into this world and hard to get out of it, and what's in between doesn't make much sense.