"The worship of reason is arrogance and betrays a lack of intelligence. The rejection of reason is cowardice and betrays a lack of faith."

"The beginning of our happiness lies in the understanding that life without wonder is not worth living."

"Just to be is a blessing. Just to live is holy."

"When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people."

"Few are guilty, but all are responsible."

"Never once in my life did I ask God for success or wisdom or power or fame. I asked for wonder, and he gave it to me."

"Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge."

"Faith is not the clinging to a shrine but an endless pilgrimage of the heart."

"When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people."

"Self-respect is the root of discipline: The sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself."

"Well, I think that the image is a part of me. I wear the baggy pants, the hats, the whole nine. And you know, I may add a little for the excitement and the intrigue in the videos, but my family has told me that little air of mystery that surrounds me is for real."

"Great literature should do some good to the reader: must quicken his perception though dull, and sharpen his discrimination though blunt, and mellow the rawness of his personal opinions."

"To-day I shall be strong, No more shall yield to wrong, Shall squander life no more; Days lost, I know not how, I shall retrieve them now; Now I shall keep the vow I never kept before."

"The heart from out the bosom Was never given in vain But bought with sighs aplenty And sold for endless rue And now I am two and twenty And oh tis true, tis true"

"Up, lad: thews that lie and cumber Sunlit pallets never thrive; Morns abed and daylight slumber Were not meant for man alive."

"Tis the old wind in the old anger, But then it threshed another wood."

"There's this to say of love and breath -- They give a man a taste for death."

"Terence, this is stupid stuff: You eat your victuals fast enough; There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear, To see the rate you drink your beer."

"Oh many a peer of England brews Lovelier liquor than the Muse, And malt does more than Milton can To justify God's ways to man."

"...down in lovely muck I’ve lain, Happy till I woke again."

"Ale, man, Ale's the stuff to drink, for fellows whom it hurts to think."

"And while the sun and moon endure Luck's a chance but trouble's sure, I'd face it as a wise man would, And train for ill and not for good."

"And malt does more than Milton can/ To justify God's ways to man." - "Terence, This is Stupid Stuff"

"First don: O cuckoo, shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice? Second don: State the alternative preferred, With reasons for your choice."