I am profoundly in the D's - discouraged, depressed, disheartened, disgusted.

It's punishment to be compelled to do what one doesn't wish.

Nothing will do me any good unless I learn to control this body of mine.

The rainbow is elusive, and its colors but the illumination of tears.

I had not thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that springs beneath you feet In wistful April days.

Every new fad or fashion at once has its denouncers from the pulpit, platform, professor's chair.

Picturesqueness is a lost art. We may expect at anytime to hear that a collar ad is blazing its electric lights atop of the largest pyramid.

Didacticism is the death of art.

Blue. My God! I'm so blue that if I were a dog, I'd sit on my haunches and howl and howl and howl...

Willow trees are kind, Dear God. They will not bear a body on their limbs.

You may not stop getting older, but you can paint your world with the vibrant colors of love to keep feeling younger.

It’s so evident to me now that just because someone is a great guy doesn’t guarantee we’ll make a great couple, no matter how much I work at it and want it.

... As could the sarcasm in her voice. "yes, she's bleeding to deat Lu upstairs, but i thought I'd avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out.

Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls away and rubies, But keep your fancy free.

Down inside we have a longing for God-what Pascal called "the vacuum which God left behind.

A frog in a well does not know the great sea.

Get back to work all of you! I'm not running a happy factory here.

Thalia blushed. "Hi, Lord Apollo." Zeus's girl, yes? Makes you my half sister. Used to be a tree, didn't you? Glad you're back. I hate it when pretty girls turn into trees. Man, I remember one time—

You can tell a good ruined lens, right from the get-go.... That’s the kind of lens I'm looking for.

There are two distinct classes of men - those who pay taxes and those who receive and live upon taxes.