Strike-for your altars and your fires; Strike-for the green graves of your sires; God-and your native land!

The wild-flower wreath of feeling, the sunbeam of the heart.

There is an evening twilight of the heart, When its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.

This bank-note world.

I sorrow that all fair things must decay.

They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty. - Fitz

What is man's love? His vows are broke even while his parting kiss is warm.

And thou art terrible--the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier; And all we know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine.

Ere the dolphin dies Its hues are brightest. Like an infant's breath Are tropic winds before the voice of death.

None knew thee but to love thee.

Beauty,--the fading rainbow's pride.

Vengeance is a monster of appetite, forever bloodthirsty and never filled.

I grew up with a heavy diet of gospel, folk, and blues because those are kind of the cornerstones of traditional American music.

If Mitch McConnell were a TV show, he would be ‘Mad Men,’ treating women unfairly, stuck in 1968 and ending this season.

Seize opportunity by the forelock and see where it leads you.

A White House dinner is the American family assembled, from labor leaders to billionaires, actors, architects, academicians and athletes.

Drag wasn't always counterculture.

The reason that the book exists is because there was a gap in you. You wrote the book to fulfill that gap in some way.

The rush to enjoy robs the joy from life and only denies the happiness and freedom of here and now.

A word is nothing unless it has values and an atmosphere, unless you grasp its historical significance.

There will be no overall increase in the tax burden whatsoever.