You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no God. The truth probably lies somewhere between these two statements.

Once out of nature I shall never take My bodily form from any natural thing, But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make Of hammered gold and gold enameling To keep a drowsy Emperor awake; Or set upon a golden bough to sing To lords and ladies of Byzantium Of what is past, or passing, or to come.

Not a man alive has so much luck that he can play with it.

All empty souls tend toward extreme opinions.

The falcon cannot hear the falconer

... Let the cage bird and the cage bird mate and the wild bird mate in the wild.

Be secret and exult, Because of all things known That is most difficult.