Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais): "Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'"

My sun sets to rise again.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.

I had a crush on Percy, " Nico spat. "That's the truth. That's the big secret.

Many actions, like the Rhone, have two sources,--one pure, the other impure.

When I cease to preach salvation by faith in Jesus put me into a lunatic asylum, for you may be sure that my mind is gone.

I don't have a great deal of stress job-wise in my life, and that feels good.

I think George Mitchell is a consummate professional. He is the ideal selection to handle the job of special envoy if you choose to have a special envoy.

Religious truth, or for that matter any truth, requires a calm and meditative atmosphere for its percolation.

The failures of the past must not be an excuse for the inaction of the present and the future.

So commit! Commit yourself to pushing through the fear and becoming more than you are at the present moment. The you that could be is absolutely colossal.

I'm male. You rubbed your...femaleness all over me. I didn't think. I reacted.