"So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky."

“I could probably throw harder if I wanted, but why? When they're in a jam, a lot of pitchers...try to throw harder. Me, I try to locate better.”

“Heaven cannot brook two suns, nor earth two masters.”

“In 1944 James Arthur and Minnie Susan were added to the Marx household.”

“Heaven's great artillery.”

Source : Richard Crashaw, George Gilfillan, Francis Quarles (1857). “Poetical Works: And, Quarles' Emblems”, p.170

“He kills people. Now I'm no expert, but doesn't that make you a bad person?" Jamie glared at Nick. "You've killed a lot more people than he has. What does that make you?" "Not a person," Nick murmured, not sounding particularly interested. "Surely you remember.”

“Only he who is helpless can truly pray.”

“Truth can never be an enemy to true religion, which appears always to the best advantage when it is most examined.”

Source : George Atherton Aitken, John Arbuthnot (1892). “The Life and Works of John Arbuthnot, M.D.: Fellow of the Royal College of Physicians”

“They say poets write mostly for themselves; if anyone else likes it, well and good, if not, it doesn't matter; certainly, not to me.”