If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.

Not where I breathe, but where I love, I live; Not where I love, but where I am, I die.

It is with words as with sunbeams - the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.

They sin who tell us Love can die: with Life all other passions fly, all others are but vanity.

Order is the sanity of the mind, the health of the body, the peace of the city, the security of the state. Like beams in a house or bones to a body, so is order to all things.

A kitten is in the animal world what a rosebud is in the garden.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.

What will not woman, gentle woman dare; when strong affection stirs her spirit up?

Never let a man imagine that he can pursue a good end by evil means, without sinning against his own soul. The evil effect on himself is certain.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.

To a resolute mind, wishing to do is the first step toward doing. But if we do not wish to do a thing it becomes impossible.

It has been more wittily than charitably said that hell is paved with good intentions; they have their place in heaven also.

All deception in the course of life is indeed nothing else but a lie reduced to practice, and falsehood passing from words into things.

How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which seems.

Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.

It is with words as with sunbeams the more they are condensed the deeper they burn.

Curses are like young chickens they always come home to roost.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb time may heal the anguish of the wound but the loss cannot be repaired.

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each others worth.

The grave Is but the threshold of eternity.

What are little boys made of? Snips and snails and puppy-dog tails, And such are little boys made of.

The loss of a friend is like that of a limb time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired.

Green moss shines there with ice encased; The long grass bends its spear-like form; And lovely is the silvery scene When faint the sun-beams smile.

A stubborn mind conduces as little to wisdom or even to knowledge, as a stubborn temper to happiness.

By writing much, one learns to write well.

I can remember the frustration of not being able to talk. I knew what I wanted to say, but I could not get the words out, so I would just scream.

In other words, I have no truck for anyone who goes out and does an eclectic building.

Kind thoughts are rarer than either kind words or deeds. They imply a great deal of thinking about others. This in itself is rare. But they also imply a great deal of thinking about others without the thoughts being criticisms. This is rarer still.

Style is as much under the words as in the words. It is as much the soul as it is the flesh of a work.

I want to promote poetry to the point where you got all the baldhead kids running around doing poetry, getting the music out of the way and having only words, the spoken word, and then see what happens.

Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.

But in the finished art of the song the use of words has no connection with the use of words in poetry.

Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.

So, in other words, how you respond to a sculpture, how a viewer sees the sculpture, is vital.

I think one's feelings waste themselves in words; they ought all to be distilled into actions which bring results.

Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.

Words are the children of reason and, therefore, can't explain it. They really can't translate feeling because they're not part of it. That's why it bugs me when people try to analyze jazz as an intellectual theorem. It's not. It's feeling.

Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.

The President had every reason to believe that the text presented to him was sound... These 16 words should never have been included in the text written for the president.

They call it golf because all the other four-letter words were taken.

In fact, words are well adapted for description and the arousing of emotion, but for many kinds of precise thought other symbols are much better.

Eating words has never given me indigestion.

People assume that the meaning of a song is vested in the lyrics. To me, that has never been the case. There are very few songs that I can think of where I remember the words.

If words are not things, or maps are not the actual territory, then, obviously, the only possible link between the objective world and the linguistic world is found in structure, and structure alone.

We will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

It seems to me that politicians ought to use the same words as other people.

I still understand a few words in life, but I no longer think they make a sentence.