Each time we love,We turn a nearer and a broader markTo that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.

Trees are your best antiques

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

Stirling, like a huge brooch, clasps Highlands and Lowlands together.

Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.

A man gazing at the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.

In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October.

If you wish to preserve your secret, wrap it up in frankness.

If you do your fair day's work, you are certain to get your fair day's wage - in praise or pudding, whichever happens to suit your taste.

This is a love story. It’s about the good old days, when men were men and women were women and books were books.

I'm into women. I've always loved women.

The March sunne raises but dissolves not.

I've found my true calling in life, and I'm living life on my terms.

My mother was and will always remain my greatest hero.

It's the beginning of your day. You awake and look around you, feeling perhaps a joyful expectation, or perhaps an awful dread. No matter which, remember this: God loves you with an infinite love.

I have too many fantasies to be a housewife. I guess I am a fantasy.

We are unalterably opposed to the presentation of the female body being stripped, bound, raped, tortured, mutilated, and murdered in the name of commercial entertainment and free speech

Fish live in water. Men die in it.Nature is diverse, and not all tastes are the same.