“Teach me to feel another’s woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.”

To swear is neither brave, polite, nor wise.

Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.

As with narrow-necked bottles; the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring out.

There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed.

And seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.

True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance.

Women use lovers as they do cards; they play with them a while, and when they have got all they can by them, throw them away, call for new ones, and then perhaps lose by the new all they got by the old ones.

You purchase pain with all that joy can give and die of nothing but a rage to live.

A little learning is a dangerous thing.

To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.

Truth needs not flowers of speech.

This long disease, my life.

I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another’s misfortunes perfectly like a Christian.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d

In grammar school some of the girls had problems with me. My face was too light. My hair was too long. It was the black-consciousness period, and I felt really bad.

Yankee Stadium is my favorite stadium; I’m not going to lie to you. There’s a certain feel you get in Yankee Stadium.

I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.

Each night I sit at my windowsill like a wolf howling to the moon, hoping that somewhere you feel me calling to you.

It feels like I ran into November, So now I walk until December.

I started singing before I started tweeting, actually. It was always a passion… I started singing, and then I got into acting. Singing is something I love to do. I feel very confident doing it.

I’m not in love yet, but when I am, I hope it feels like october.

Having started out in theatre, I feel an impulse to do it as much as I can.