I'm a good scholar when it comes to reading but a blotting kind of writer when you give me a pen.

A translation is no translation, he said, unless it will give you the music of a poem along with the words of it.

Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her.

Give me time and I'll give you a revolution.

Good words will not give me back my children.

If you want to give me a good faceful for one of my political positions, I can take it.