The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave! Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry!

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

Your belief systems limit your reality to a sub-set of the solution space that does not contain the answer.

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

Among the worst things about growing old is the loss of those irreplaceable friends who added richness and depth to your life.

Sorrow is an opportunity to appreciate happiness.

I am what I am. Before I was not so proud to make fashion. My family thought fashion wasn't very interesting. So I hid that.

Much that we read of Russia is imagination and desire only.

No one's really happy anyway, it's not human.

I'd like to do more collaborations because collaboration creates different viewpoints.

I like to keep things simple. It's really about the wine, food and the beach view. Nothing can beat that.

I am a progressive who gets things done. And the root of that word, progressive, is progress.

A disease is farther on the road to being cured when it breaks forth from concealment and manifests its power.

Receive every day as a resurrection from death, as a new enjoyment of life.