“Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.”

Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.

I see compassion may become a justice, though it be a weakness, I confess, and nearer a vice than a virtue.

You learn nothing about someone by the way they win the fight, you learn everything about the way they lose and keep coming back.

Get money, still get money, boy, no matter by what means.

We are persons of quality, I assure you, and women of fashion, and come to see and to be seen.

Passions are spiritual rebels and raise sedition against the understanding.

To speak and to speak well are two things. A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.

God wisheth none should wreck on a strange shelf: To him man’s dearer than to himself.

Let those that merely talk and never think, That live in the wild anarchy of drink

It is as great a spite to be praised in the wrong place, and by a wrong person, as can be done to a noble nature.

I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

To men pressed by their wants all change is ever welcome.

There is no greater hell than to be a prisoner of fear.

He was not of an age, but for all time!

I have been at my book; and am now past the craggy paths of study, and come to the flowery plains of honour and reputation

Vice Is like a fury to the vicious mind, And turns delight itself to punishment.

Well, once you’ve been in the Canyon and once you’ve sort of fallen in love with it, it never ends…it’s always been a fascinating place to me, in fact I’ve often said that if I ever had a mistress it would be the Grand Canyon.

From the fallen tree everybody makes firewood.

All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.

But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.

With a novelist, like a surgeon, you have to get a feeling that you’ve fallen into good hands – someone from whom you can accept the anesthetic with confidence.

I love technology – yes, I have fallen in love with older cars, but I’m all for new technology.

In the U.S., we really have fallen short of road-racing facilities that have kept up with the times, unfortunately, but it’s a fact.

If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.