Hot July brings cooling showers, Apricots and gillyflowers.

January brings the snow, makes our feet and fingers glow.

Chill December brings the sleet, Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.

June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies.

Dull November brings the blast, Then the leaves are whirling fast.

April brings the primrose sweet, / Scatters daisies at our feet.

The Poplar grows up straight and tall, The Pear-tree spreads along the wall

there is nothing so uncertain and slippery as fact.

The desire to be the object of public attention is weak, but the excessive dread of it is but a form of vanity and over-self-contemplativeness.

February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again.

Life is the steam of the corporeal engine; the soul is the engineer who makes use of the steam-quickened engine.

We are what we believe we are!

We, the human race, are so accustomed to having instead of being. What wastage of the revelations and magic in every moment.

At the sight of a good book, you just can't walk away but to claim and read it.

Blood alone literally moves the wheels of history.

Veterans continue to get the short end of the stick when it comes to this administration.

I love my relationship with Coach Vermeil because it is one of the few genuine relationships that I have.

Violet will be a good color for hair at just about the same time that brunette becomes a good color for flowers.

A resolution to attend theatres or operas is an absolute disqualification for Holy Orders.

My challenges have not been around music. My hardest thing in music was just sitting down and teaching myself how to play and believing in myself.

I had no taste for defeat - much less victory - without a fight.