On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

Your belief systems limit your reality to a sub-set of the solution space that does not contain the answer.

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

Keep trying, your success is certain.

And you find some way to surviveAnd you find out you don't have to be happy at all..To be happy you're alive.

Adventure upon all the tickets in the lottery, and you lose for certain; and the greater the number of your tickets the nearer your approach to this certainty.

You've got to make your mark. I just want some hank-panky. You never forget who you are sexy vs Skanky.

I definitely feel Russian inside, even when I'm in America I feel Russian.

A lot of the stuff I am now seeing is edgy, raw kinda material.

We humans have two great problems: the first is knowing when to begin; the second is knowing when to stop.

I am all for controlling guns.

A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.

Words of the world are the life of the world.