Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from falling hands we throw.

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below

Like restless birds, the breath of coming rain Creeps, lilac-laden, up the village street

In Flanders' fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row That mark our place and in the sky The larks still bravely singing fly Scarce heard among the guns below.

Energy work is priceless. It makes every day extraordinary and transforms the mundane to the holy.

Entrepreneur, make today count but don't let the day count you. ~ Onyi Anyado.

Ballet technique never becomes easy, it becomes possible

Standing, as I do, in view of God and eternity, I realise that patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone (On the eve of her execution)

The horse that drawes after him his halter, is not altogether escaped.

Philip Martin has written a wise, compassionate, and nurturing guide through the self-oppression of depression.

I pay a bit more than lip-service to health: I don't eat chips or pre-prepared food, and it might be a comedy sacrilege to admit I do like vegetables, fruit and salad and stuff.

The greatest thing anyone in Britain could do to help the future of the planet would be to have one less child.

You can be aware that something is idiosyncratic, and give it to a character, but keep doing it.

Until you find something worth dying for, you're not really living.