"Good old grandsire ... we shall be..." - Quote by William Shakespeare
Good old grandsire ... we shall be joyful of thy company.
More by William Shakespeare
“This act is an ancient tale new told;And, in the last repeating, troublesome,Being urged at a time unseasonable.”
“Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head To work my mind, when body's work's expir'd: For then my thoughts-from far where I abide- Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, For thee, and for myself no quiet find.”
“I love you more than word can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty”
More on Family
“The thing I know for sure is that at the end of my life, what I'm going to remember is the love I felt for my family and my friends, and whatever good I did for other people.”
“In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.”
“There are great parents of small children - they keep their little hair in bows - but those parents are not always good parents of young adults. As soon as their children get up to some size, it's "Shut up, sit down, you talk too much, keep your distance, I'll send you to Europe!" My mom was a terrible parent of small children but a great parent of young adults. She'd talk to me as if I had some sense.”
More on Joy
“Time passes swiftly, but is it not joyous to see how great and growing is the treasure we have gathered together, amid the storms and stresses of so many eventful and to millions tragic and terrible years?”
“When you create you get a little endorphin rush. Why do you think Einstein looked like that?”
“There's keen delight in what we have:The rattle of pebbles on the shoreUnder the receding wave.”