Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.

The mistletoe hung in the castle hall, The holly branch shone on the old oak wall.

She wore a wreath of roses, The night that first we met.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Prolonged absence makes the heart forget.

I'd be a butterfly; living a rover, Dying when fair things are fading away.

Fear not, but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.

I'm saddest when I sing.

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago.

Oh! where do fairies hide their heads, When snow lies on the hills, When frost has spoiled their mossy beds, And crystallized their rills?

Why don't the men propose, Mamma? Why don't the men propose?

Flaming enthusiasm, backed by horse sense and persistence, is the quality that most frequently makes for success.

The world nowadays is so perverted. Some people think I'm insane only because they don't understand my point of view.

I can just barely tell when you're afraid because that is the only emotion I have been able to recognize.

Such as are still observing upon others are like those who are always abroad at other men's houses, reforming everything there while their own runs to ruin.

I pray for a more friendly, more caring, and more understanding human family on this planet. To all who dislike suffering, who cherish lasting happiness, this is my heartfelt appeal.

I am there where it is spoken that the universe is a defect in the purity of non-being.

I really think everything happens for a reason.

All these rappers on stage and Martha Stewart has done the most jail time.

Players will be able to adjust the volume from 1 to 100 in increments of 1. You could play the game 100 times and have an entirely different experience.

We cannot innovate without opening the door to havoc.