. . . thieves at home must hang; but he that puts Into his overgorged and bloated purse The wealth of Indian provinces, escapes.

All of the biggest technological inventions created by man - the airplane, the automobile, the computer - says little about his intelligence, but speaks volumes about his laziness.

Lo. sifted through the winds that blow, Down comes the soft and silent snow, White petals from the flowers that grow In the cold atmosphere.

Three sparks--pride, envy, and avarice--have been kindled in all hearts.

One might speak to great length of the three corners of realitywhat was seen, what was thought to be seen, and what was thought ought to be seen.

The star of the unconquered will, He rises in my breast, Serene, and resolute, and still, And calm, and self-possessed.

He heard the convent bell, Suddenly in the silence ringing For the service of noonday.

This is my depressed stance. When you're depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand. The worst thing you can do is straighten up and hold your head high because then you'll start to feel better. If you're going to get any joy out of being depressed, you've got to stand like this.

All language reflects the prejudices of the society in which it evolved.

Wit is educated insolence.

The world turns softly Not to spill its lakes and rivers, The water is held in its arms And the sky is held in the water. What is water, That pours silver, And can hold the sky?

Cunning is strength withheld.

A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.

We have, in fact, two kinds of morality side by side: one which we preach but do not practice, and another which we practice but seldom preach.

The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.

The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion.

Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves, they therefore remain bound.

I divide all readers into two classes: those who read to remember and those who read to forget.

Envy! eldest-born of hell!

Beware of her fair hair, for she excels All women in the magic of her locks; And when she winds them round a young man's neck, She will not ever set him free again.