Irony is wasted on the stupid.

I am satisfied ... I see$$$ dance$$$ laugh$$$ sing.

Most people in America think Art is a man's name.

Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

He whose face gives no light$$$ shall never become a star.

I was walking among the fires of Hell$$$ delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.

I've lost my equilibrium$$$ my car keys$$$ and my pride.

In a wife I would desire<br>What in whores is always found<br>The lineaments of gratified desire.

His face was the true index of his mind.

I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.