I become more and more inclined to sink the minister in the man, and abandon my present calling in toto as a profession... to create a living religion in landscape painting.

Fashion and riches will mask much annoyance.

Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught.

He that would earn the Poet's sacred name, Must write for future as for present ages.

No night so wild but brings the constant sun With love and power untold; No time so dark but through its woof there run Some blessed threads of gold.

Beautiful and rare Aurora, In the heavens thou art their Flora

December drops no weak, relenting tear, By our fond summer sympathies ensnared; Nor from the perfect circle of the year Can even winter's crystal gems be spared.

O Light divine! we need no fuller test That all is ordered well; We know enough to trust that all is best Where Love and Wisdom dwell.

We are spirits clad in veils.

We are spirits clad in veils; Man by man was never seen; All our deep communing fails To remove the shadowy screen.

The author relates by way of illustration that the human heart contains both a throne and a cross. If we occupy the one, Jesus occupies the other.

If I can make programmes when I'm 95, that would be fine. But I would think I'll have had enough by then.

I find that a great part of the information I have was acquired by looking up something and finding something else on the way.

There is an aura of changelessness to sport. There is the flux of competition, but it occurs within the ordering confinement of clear rules.

If you're a Republican and rich, that's evil. But if you're a Democrat and rich, that's great.

That was the fear that there would be no identity anymore, for Canada. It was foolish, because there are so many examples of separatism, and nothing has disintegrated, unless they went to war.

How could you live each day knowing that you were simply whiling away the days until your own death?

The tendency of modern American women to exclaim 'Hiiiiiiiiiiii!' in soprano octaves and hug each other upon sight can be disconcerting to those unfamiliar with it.

I'm forever testing myself. As a person and as an actor, I have no sense of competition.

Writing is such a solitary thing, so its nice, when Im discouraged, to see people still have such faith in fiction.