“Come, my best Friends! my Books! and lead me on.”

Hope! fortune’s cheating lottery; when for one prize an hundred blanks there be!

To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.

Ah! Wretched and too solitary he who loves not his own company.

As for being much known by sight, and pointed out, I cannot comprehend the honor that lies withal; whatsoever it be, every mountebank has it more than the best doctor.

The liberty of a people consists in being governed by laws which they have made themselves, under whatsoever form it be of government

I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature.

Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.

Beauty, thou wild fantastic ape Who dost in every country change thy shape!

When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree

Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.

God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.

The world’s a scene of changes.

And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.

Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.

Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.

Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.

The best use of life is love. The best expression of love is time. The best time to love is now.

The only thing I can do is wipe my arse, brush my teeth, turn up and do the best work I can.

Surrender is not the best way to live; it is the only way to live. Nothing else works.

In the long run, the world is going to have the best, and any difference in race, religion, or previous history will not keep the world from what it wants.

I choose to make the rest of my life the best of my life.

You’ve ruined me in all the best ways.

The best job a man could have would be a chef. They’d understand the long hours I work and the drive and ambition it takes to succeed.

If you listen to your soul you will know what is “best” for you, because what is best for you is what is true for you.