For where there is love of man, there is also love of the art.
Houses are built to live in, and not to look on: therefore let use be preferred before uniformity.
The human understanding is like a false mirror, which, receiving rays irregularly, distorts and discolors the nature of things by mingling its own nature with it.
Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly.
It is a sad fate for a man to die too well known to everybody else, and still unknown to himself.
Lies are sufficient to breed opinion, and opinion brings on substance.
To suffering there is a limit; to fearing, none.
The poem I want to write is impossible. A stone that floats.
Everyone wants the two characters to be together, but then once they are, it's not that much fun.
I am not an American. I am the American.
God is a writer and we are both the heroes and the readers.