“What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?”

All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.

Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?

A small drop of ink makes thousands, perhaps millions… think.

What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.

The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.

Armenian is the language to speak with God.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.

Think not I am what I appear.

In solitude, where we are least alone.

Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.

It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe; you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.

We have fools in all sects, and impostors in most; why should I believe mysteries no one can understand, because written by men who chose to mistake madness for inspiration and style themselves Evangelicals?

A woman who gives any advantage to a man may expect a lover – but will sooner or later find a tyrant.

Reason is so unreasonable, that few people can say they are in possession of it.

The lapse of ages changes all things – time, language, the earth, the bounds of the sea, the stars of the sky, and every thing about, around, and underneath man, except man himself.

It turned out that time doesn’t heal the wound , but in its so merciful way , blunts the edges ever so slightly

Nothing that’s forced can ever be right, if it doesn’t come naturally, leave it.

Of all the girls I ever knew some loved and some denied me And all the words I ever said have been no use to hide me.

One of the things that made me want to be an actor more than ever was seeing a Chekhov play, “The Sea Gull,” when was 14 in the Bronx.

The physical stamina [in Revolution]. I was just shocked by it. I didn’t think I had it in me ever, and I wasn’t terribly young when I did it. I was in my early forties.

Switching to the outfield was the best break I ever got.

The most brutal war, the greatest amount of casualties that America’s ever had.

I don’t think you ever write a song with any intention except the song’s about such and such per say.