Language
Charlotte Brontë
Reader, I married him.
Jorge Luis Borges
The Falklands thing was a fight between two bald men over a comb.
Dietrich Bonhoeffer
In me there is darkness, but with you there is light.
Nicolas Boileau
A fool can always find a greater fool to admire him.
William Blake
When the stars threw down their spears
O Rose, thou art sick!
I was angry with my friend;
In the morning glad I see,
My mother groaned! my father wept.
Ah, Sun-flower! weary of time,
Piping down the valleys wild,
Never pain to tell thy love
What is it men in women do require?
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
Exuberance is beauty.
He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.
Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by Incapacity.
Energy is Eternal Delight.
Can wisdom be put in a silver rod?
