“Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agoni...” — William Cullen Bryant Quote

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

A beautiful city is Richmond, seated on the hills that overlook the James River. The dwellings have a pleasant appearance, often standing by themselves in the midst of gardens. In front of several, I saw large magnolias, their dark, glazed leaves glittering in the March sunshine.

The little windflower, whose just opened eye is blue as the spring heaven it gazes at.

And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.

When you're playing King Lear, you have to have a little humour, or you will have no tragedy when the king dies.

I am a person who has to move. I'm like a shark - if it doesn't move, it dies. I'm in good shape.

This liberty will look easy by and by when nobody dies to get it.

Wherever it is resisted, slaver dies away and freedom grows.

I pride myself on my personilty and not my looks because one day, I will be old and crusty with a moustache, and someone is going to love me for my personality and not looks. So whoever is going to marry me is going to laugh till he dies.