I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!

I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.

The inquiry in England is not whether a man has talents and genius, but whether he is passive and polite and a virtuous ass and obedient to noblemen's opinions in art and science. If he is, he is a good man. If not, he must be starved.

Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.

The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.

You've always had the power right there in your shoes, you just had to learn it for yourself.

The Fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so Holy.