Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands, Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands, Silent above the flowers, her children lost, Slain by the arrows of the early Frost.

Children are the keys of Paradise. They alone are good and wise, because their thoughts, their very lives are prayer.

Once, when the days were ages, And the old Earth was young, The high gods and the sages From Nature's golden pages Her open secrets wrung.

There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain: But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.

Silence is the speech of love, The music of the spheres above.

We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.

A face at the window, a tap on the pane, who is it that wants me tonight in the rain?

Day is the Child of Time, And Day must cease to be: But Night is without a sire, And cannot expire, One with Eternity.

We grow like flowers, and bear desire, the odor of the human flowers.

There is no death. The thing that we call death Is but another, sadder name for life.

There is no hope the future will but turn the old sand in the falling glass of time.

I understand a fury in your wordsBut not your words.

It is formatted, and I'm tired of using vi. I get really bored.

I would like, in my arbitrary way, to bring one nearer to the actual human being.

It's so wrong when I pick up a new edition of Huckleberry Finn and I look at the last page and it doesn't say, Yours truly, at the end.

A man can't turn tail and run just because a little personal risk is involved. What did Shakespeare say? "Cowards die a thousand deaths, the brave man... only 500"?

Nothing could ever stop Kiss. I've seen the band in down times where critics were like vultures circling overhead saying things like, 'Well, you know it's the end of your career.'

Adventure today means finding one's way back to the silence and stillness of a thousand years ago.

If you do not take an interest in the affairs of your government, then you are doomed to live under the rule of fools.

Opportunities are always there for us to grow, opportunities are always there for us to come closer to each other & come closer to God; if we just look for them.

My driving abilities from Mexico have helped me get through Hollywood.