Pastoral Resources

There are parts of me that I keep secret even from myself. I have demons and I'd love to be able to healthily look at the demons and still be a wonderful actor and not feel I need them to create.

I explained to the lady my love for John and his work, and she made it possible for me to purchase one of the 24 proofs, the one for 'I'm So Tired,' which I have on my piano at home.

And in fact I don't believe there is such a thing as a definitive picture of something. The land is a living, breathing thing and light changes its character every second of every day. That's why I love it so much.

I've been working with the land for most of my life; walking it and photographing it. And I love it to bits.

The diligent scholar is he that loves himself, and desires to have reason to applaud and love himself.

The great model of the affection of love in human beings is the sentiment which subsists between parents and children.

In cases where every thing is understood, and measured, and reduced to rule, love is out of the question.

What can be more clear and sound in explanation, than the love of a parent to his child?

The cause of justice is the cause of humanity. Its advocates should overflow with universal good will. We should love this cause, for it conduces to the general happiness of mankind.

There can be no passion, and by consequence no love, where there is not imagination.

We can do without butter, but, despite all our love of peace, not without arms. One cannot shoot with butter, but with guns.

Love does not dominate; it cultivates.

Love can do much, but duty more.

Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.

There is a courtesy of the heart; it is allied to love. From its springs the purest courtesy in the outward behavior.

We cannot fashion our children after our desires, we must have them and love them as God has given them to us.

To witness two lovers is a spectacle for the gods.

Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.

First and last, what is demanded of genius is love of truth.

If I love you, what business is it of yours?