The life of a writer is absolute hell compared to the life of a businessman.
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain
The Eyes are the window to your soul
What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.
There are three people in yourself - who people think you are, who you think you are, and who you really are.
New friends may be poems but old friends are alphabets. Don't forget the alphabets because you will need them to read the poems.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?
A person does not. . . stand motionless and clear before our eyes with his merits, his defects, his plans, his intentions with regard to ourself exposed on his surface. . . but is a shadow which we can never succeed in penetrating. . . a shadow behind which we can alternately imagine, with equal justification, that there burns the flame of hatred and of love.
I am the most helpful and open up doors for everyone and I like to share.
Strange is our situation here upon earth.
To me, the series was the end of the actor, when the series ended.