“You keep to your own ways and leave mine to me.”

For virtue only finds eternal Fame.

I looked back at the summit of the mountain, which seemed but a cubit high in comparison with the height of human contemplation, were in not too often merged in the corruptions of the earth.

Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.

I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.

For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.

I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.

Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.

And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much, In a great tempest and with shrouds unkempt.

When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.

Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.

Hitherto your eyes have been darkened and you have looked too much, yes, far too much, upon the things of earth. If these so much delight you what shall be your rapture when you lift your gaze to things eternal!

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.

Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.

A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.

For style beyond the genius never dares.

Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.

I have a fondness for jazz, particularly for jazz singers, Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald all the way through the Sinatra era.

From now on, I’ll connect the dots my own way.

Evolution is a theory, and it’s a theory that you can test. We’ve tested evolution in many ways. You can’t present good evidence that says evolution is not a fact.

I rise at the break of day, your smile sets me on my way.

You’ve got to stick at a thing, a particular thing, until you succeed.

No matter how many compromises were made along the way, no matter what happens in the future, a book is a thing to behold.

If we’re going to live as we are in a world of supply and demand, then journalists had better find a way to create a demand for good journalism.

I am so enriched because so much has happened in my life. The way I can express myself is because of the life I have led. It’s only when you experience life can you emote it.