I believe in teaching, but I don’t believe in going to school.

Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on.

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

If you're looking for something to be brave about, consider fine arts.

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.

Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in its nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth.

Love has earth to which she clings.