A pillow for thee will I bring,Stuffed with down of angel's wing.

Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.

Great little One! whose all-embracing birth Lifts Earth to Heaven, stoops Heaven to Earth.

And when life's sweet fable ends, soul and body part like friends; no quarrels, murmurs, no delay; a kiss, a sigh, and so away.

Two went to pray? Better to say one went to brag, the other to pray.

Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life; Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign, Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife, And so turns wine to water back again.

Heaven's great artillery.

Eyes are vocal, tears have tongues, And there be words not made with lungs.

Nothing speaks our grief so well as to speak nothing.

A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day.

Eyes that displace the neighbor diamond, and outface that sunshine by their own sweet grace.

Might. Is there any opiate more powerful than that word?

Never doubt, pray and believe.

It is incredible how many hurts can be healed by the two words, 'I'm sorry.

I thought [when I was 16] my days were just going to be spent hanging out on a beach and my girlfriend was going to be Miss Teen USA and my best friend will be a dolphin.

Reason teaches us that what is good is good for something, and that what is good for nothing is not good at all.

There are times when I'm watching an NFL quarterback struggling to get through the game, and I get bitter to some extent.

It is important to understand that there are many different ways of seeing the world and expressing the wisdom of Native belief...No one voice speaks for all voices.

An agile but unintelligent and abnormal German, possessed of the mania of grandeur.

Some men worship rank, some worship heroes, some worship power, some worship God, and over these ideals they dispute-but they all worship money.

First, you have to finish.