Love comes quietly... / but you know when it is there.

A man's health can be judged by which he takes two at a time: pills or stairs.

A small speckled visitor Wearing a crimson cape Brighter than a cherry Smaller than a grape A polka-dotted someone Walking on my wall A black-hooded lady In a scarlet shawl.

Adversity often activates a strength we did not know we had.

Friendship is like a rose. . . opening one petal at a time, only as it unfolds. . . day by day it reveals its true beauty.

The only educational aspect of television is that it puts the repair man's kids through college.

A brook can be a friend in a special way. It talks to you with splashy gurgles. It cools your toes and lets you sit quietly beside it when you don't feel like speaking.

Love comes quietly... but you know when it is there because suddenly... you are not alone anymore... and there is no sadness in you.

Like all good teachers, the world repeats her lesson. Over and over ...with wordless variety... She spells the name of Love.

The best way to help yourself is to help someone else.

Color is something we see with our eyes, but love is something we see with our heart.

She swallowed, her eyes dropping to his lips. And he knew she felt it too.

Fear is the denomination of the Old Testament belief is the denomination of the New.

I wanted to talk about a lot of stuff that I've been through. Party-wise, it's taken me almost a decade to party enough to accumulate enough experiences that I could sing about and put in one song!

Mystery Science Theater is really a postmodern show, it's really derived of many influences.

You feel alive to the degree that you feel you can help others.

One of the springs of poetry is joy.

Education is not the only answer and it's certainly not the immediate solution. At best, it's a necessary, but not sufficient response to widening inequality.

I couldn't direct because I'm too impatient and I couldn't put together a package because I don't understand money. I'd rather just do what I'm doing.

Even the most malignant gods would not continue to inflict life upon humanity, time without end.

The poets did not win; the philosophers surrendered.