To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.

The cat is a dilettante in fur.

It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat. It is a philosophical animal... one that does not place its affections thoughtlessly.

Yes, the work comes out more beautiful from a material that resists the process, verse, marble, onyx, or enamel.

Books follow morals, and not morals books.

The word poet literally means maker: anything which is not well made doesn't exist.

I am one of those for whom superfluity is a necessity.

Chance is the pseudonym of God when he did not want to sign.

Any man who does not have his inner world to translate is not an artist.

Critical lice are like body lice, which desert corpses to seek the living.

A cat will be your friend, but never your slave.

I am a man for whom the outside world exists.

You do not become a critic until it has been completely established to your own satisfaction that you cannot be a poet.

Art is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of execution.

If you are worthy of its affection, a cat will be your friend but never your slave.

Sooner barbarity than boredom.

To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.

I was born to travel and write verse.

Eyes so transparent that through them the soul is seen.

What I write is not for little girls.

Brevity never fatigues therefore brevity is always a welcome guest.

The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.

Fortune loves to give bedroom slippers to people with wooden legs, and gloves to those with no hands.

Thank you to all for your prayers and good wishes. It gave me the strength to persevere and warmed my heart.

Cancer can take away all of my physical abilities. It cannot touch my mind, it cannot touch my heart, and it cannot touch my soul.

A desire to be observed, considered, esteemed, praised, beloved, and admired by his fellows is one of the earliest as well as the keenest dispositions discovered in the heart of man.

A man must be strong in that profession, he must have vigor of body and mind, yet I am all out of breath if I walk up a hill; I have not the heart to crush even a fly.

Well, after I had the heart attack, it was a very simple choice. What the doctor told me I did and I did it religiously. I ate nothing but lean turkey breast or chicken breast or a piece of fish that was very lean. I mean I stayed away from everything.

Then, in that hour of deliverance, my heart spoke. Does not such a country, and such defenders of their country, deserve a song?

There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophies. My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness.

I try to teach my heart not to want things it can't have.

The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.

When you know something in your heart, you better not be quiet about it. You better speak out about it.

Death comes not to the living soul, nor age to the loving heart.

In every tyrant's heart there springs in the end this poison, that he cannot trust a friend.

If you give it good concentration, good energy, good heart and good performance, the song will play you.

Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue.

There is no persuasiveness more effectual than the transparency of a single heart, of a sincere life.

Grissom is pretty asexual. He's not that interested in anything other than work - except for Lady Heather. She's the closest to getting his heart of anyone.

The tender heart, the broken and contrite spirit, are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears.

I've had a big heart my whole life; all the Korn fans know that. A lot of people told me that I was different.

Peace will be when you accept it in your heart.

When not deeply engaged in creative activities, or numbed out by the TV, I felt empty. My heart hurt. I often felt hollow or as if I were some sort of wispy ghost, barely existing.

Good directors say, Here's where the play is. They stand by the heart of the matter. Some of them stand beside it.

Since love first made the breast an instrument Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart Was molten to a mirror, like a rose I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang This mirror in your sight.

Even though the outcome wasn't the way it should have been, publicly I still feel in my heart I won the Sugar Ray Leonard fight.

Many of the artists who have represented Negro life have seen only the comic, ludicrous side of it, and have lacked sympathy with and appreciation for the warm big heart that dwells within such a rough exterior.

Radical Chic, after all, is only radical in Style; in its heart it is part of Society and its traditions.

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?