top of page
.png){kind=small}
"Emotion is primarily about nothing and much of it remains about nothing to the end."
Standard
Customized
More
"I believe in unconditional love... I believe in dangerous unselfishness... I believe in daring to achieve... I believe in making mistakes... I believe in helping others... I believe in moving on... I believe in passionate romance... I believe in living the fullness of this human experience... I believe in ME..."
Author Name
Personal Development
"My job is usually to express emotion as freely as possible."
Author Name
Personal Development
"The breath of being is been able to share your bread."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Avarice is the vice of declining years."
Author Name
Personal Development
"I like to be surprised. Fresh implications and plot twists erupt as a story unfolds. Characters develop backgrounds, adding depth and feeling. Writing feels like exploring."
Author Name
Personal Development
"My soul struggles; I stay all night, and sleep day time."
Author Name
Personal Development
"My heart gladdens, knowing someone think of at Christmas."
Author Name
Personal Development
"We all have human emotions that rob our lives."
Author Name
Personal Development
"There are two kinds of taste, the taste for emotions of surprise and the taste for emotions of recognition."
Author Name
Personal Development
"Exuberance is better than taste."
Author Name
Personal Development
More
"Fun is a good thing but only when it spoils nothing better."
Fun
"When men and women agree, it is only in their conclusions; their reasons are always different."
Man
"There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval."
Death
"The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age."
Age
"The word experience is like a shrapnel shell, and bursts into a thousand meanings."
Experience
"The degree in which a poet's imagination dominates reality is, in the end, the exact measure of his importance and dignity."
Imagination
"With you a part of me hath passed away; For in the peopled forest of my mind A tree made leafless by this wintry wind Shall never don again its green array. Chapel and fireside, country road and bay, Have something of their friendliness resigned; Another, if I would, I could not find, And I am grown much older in a day. But yet I treasure in my memory Your gift of charity, and young hearts ease, And the dear honour of your amity; For these once mine, my life is rich with these. And I scarce know which part may greater be,-- What I keep of you, or you rob from me."
Life
"Character is the basis of happiness and happiness the sanction of character."
Happiness
"Art is a delayed echo."
Art
"Before you contradict an old man, my fair friend, you should endeavor to understand him."
Friendship
bottom of page