When age chills the blood, when our pleasures are past– For years fleet away with the wings of the dove– The dearest remembrance will still be the last, Our sweetest memorial the first kiss of love. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron
But fame is theirs – and future days On pillard brass shall tell their praise; Shall tell – when cold neglect is dead – These for their country fought and bled. – Philip Freneau
People have this obsession. They want you to be like you were in 1969. They want you to, because otherwise their youth goes with you. Its very selfish, but its understandable. – Mick Jagger
A bad book is the worse that it cannot repent. It has not been the devils policy to keep the masses of mankind in ignorance but finding that they will read, he is doing all in his power to poison their books. – John Kenneth Galbraith
