248 Quotes by Thomas Moore

Most of us can remember a time when a birthday, especially if it was one's own, brightened the world as if a second sun has risen.

Ne'er ask the hour -- what is it to us / How Time deals out his treasures? / The golden moments lent us thus / Are not his coin, but Pleasure's. / If counting them o'er could add to their blisses, / I'd number each glorious second: / But moments of joy are, like Lesbia's kisses, / Too quick and sweet to be reckon'd. / Then fill the cup -- what is it to us / How time his circle measures? / The fairy hours we call up thus / Obey no wand but Pleasure's.

When we allow ourselves to exist truly and fully, we sting the world with our vision and challenge it with our own ways of being.

Then think of the friend who once welcomed it too.

Every repast can have soul and can be enchanting; it asks for only a small degree of mindfulness and a habit of doing things with care and imagination.

Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Romantic love is not only a necessary illusion, it is a desirable deception. It is one of the most powerful and most effective forms of soul-making.

The problem in narcissism is not the high ideals and ambitions, it's the difficulty one encounters when trying to give them body.

'Tis the last rose of summer / Left blooming alone; / All her lovely companions / Are faded and gone.