Tasteful illumination of the night, Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.

If life had a second edition, how I would correct the proofs.

Language has not the power to speak what love indites: The soul lies buried in the ink that writes.

I found the poems in the fields And only wrote them down

Love lives with Nature, not with lust. Go find her in the flowers.

The best way to avoid a bad action is by doing a good one, for there is no difficulty in the world like that of trying to do nothing.

The present is the funeral of the past, And man the living sepulchre of life.

I ne'er was struck before that hour with love so sudden and so sweet. Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower and stole my heart away complete

For Nature is love, and finds haunts for true love, Where nothing can hear or intrude; It hides from the eagle and joins with the dove, In beautiful green solitude.

Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air; Whoever looks round sees Eternity there.

I long for scenes where man has never trod;... There to abide with my Creator, God.

And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.

Holding fantasy to our chests only means our hands are not free to work.

You will evolve past certain people. Let yourself.

I do not need a lot of money to be happy.

Everybody's a specialist.

Well, I would love it if they could take all the guns away. Unfortunately, you can't do that so you hope that good people in the world have them to protect the people who can't protect themselves.

We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?

You can either be angry for what you don't have or thankful for what you do have. Do your best and God will do the rest.

Even to this day, grace remains hard to swallow. Religiosity and moralism go down easier than free forgiveness.

Producing is hell, writing is frustrating, acting is really satisfying, directing is heaven.