Listening,not imitation, may be the sincerest form of flattery.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

Youcan't turn back the clock. But you can wind it up again.

Don'twrestle a pig in a mud hole. You both get all dirty, and the pig enjoys it.

I am atpeace with God. My conflict is with man.

When you choose the lesses of two evils always remember there is still an evil.

God made time, but man made haste.

There is a sweet joy that comes to us after sorrow.

The good neighbour looks beyond the external accidents and discerns those inner qualities that make all men human, and therefore, brothers.

Every new adjustment is a crisis in self-esteem.

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mould of the body and mind entire.