Silence 'tis awe decrees.

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.

The way I see it, you can live your life as is, continuing to feel like an underdog, or you can step up. Be someone who matters, and make a change.

Ideas do not work..It is YOU who has to do the work....

Tears are the noble language of eyes, and when true love of words is destitute. The eye by tears speak, while the tongue is mute.

Love will be our medicine.

HELPED are those who live in quietness, knowing neither brand name nor fad; they shall live every day as if in eternity, and each moment shall be as full as it is long.

We can be encouraged knowing that our daily actions and words are declaring Christ to the world.

I hate women who say they can eat whatever they want, because I don't relate to that at all. It isn't fair! I absolutely live for food.

I'd rather be a free man in my grave than living as a puppet or a slave.

Teaching may be compared to selling commodities. No one can sell unless somebody buys.

My function in life was to render clear what was already blindingly conspicuous.