The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.

Only so much do I know, as I have lived.

He beat the bushes without taking the birds. battoit les buissons sans predre les ozillons.]

That is the point of quotations. One can use another's words to be insulting.

Perfection is our goal, excellence will be tolerated.

It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of supersophisticated communication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.

The trouble with life is that there are so many beautiful women and so little time.

There is no explanation for evil. It must be looked upon as a necessary part of the order of the universe. To ignore it is childish, to bewail it senseless.

You were constantly, Matho, a guest at my villa at Tivoli. Now you buy it--I have deceived you; I have merely sold you what was already your own.

What do we live for if it is not to make life less difficult to each other.

Inflation is as violent as a mugger, as frightening as an armed robber and as deadly as a hit man.

God is seated in the hearts of all.

I'm proud to pay taxes in the United States; the only thing is, I could be just as proud for half the money.

Feast of Lancelot Andrewes, Bishop of Winchester, Spiritual Writer, 1626 Commemoration of Sergius of Radonezh, Russian Monastic Reformer, Teacher, 1392 The manifestation of God in the flesh, the Evangelists set down by way of a history; the Apostle goes farther, and finds a deep mystery in it, and for a mystery commends it to us. Now there is difference between these two--many, this for one: that a man may hear a story and never wash his hands; but a mystery requires both the hands and the heart to be clean that shall deal with it.

as lucky as a man in a women's prison with a fist full of pardons.

A mob is a group of persons with heads but no brains. Thomas Fuller.

A great fortune in the hands of a fool is a great misfortune.

Listen! John A. Logan is the Head Centre, the Hub, the King Pin, the Main Spring, Mogul, and Mugwump of the final plot by which partisanship was installed in the Commission.

To be adult is to be alone.

Good housewives all the winter's rage despise, Defended by the riding-hood's disguise; Or, underneath the umbrella's oily shade, Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread, Let Persian dames the unbrella's ribs display, To guard their beauties from the sunny ray; Or sweating slaves support the shady load, When eastern monarchs show their state abroad; Britain in winter only knows its aid, To guard from chilling showers the walking maid.