It is the nature of a person as he<br>she grows older to protest against change, particularly changes for the better.
Bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret.
True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.
Money is the most envied, but the least enjoyed. Health is the most enjoyed, but the least envied.
Time is the most undefinable yet paradoxical of things; the past is gone, the future is not come, and the present becomes the past, even while we attempt to define it.
Wealth after all is a relative thing since he that has little and wants less is richer than he that has much and wants more.
He that is good will infallibly become better, and he that is bad will as certainly become worse; for vice, virtue, and time are three things that never stand still.
Poetry cannot afford to lose its fundamentally self-delighting inventiveness, its joy in being a process of language as well as a representation of things in the world.
I don't think the Democrats need a silver bullet.
Animal substance seems to be the first food of all birds, even the granivorous tribes.
Being a vegan is a first-world phenomenon, completely self-indulgent.
It is the nature of a person as heshe grows older to protest against change, particularly changes for the better.