There is no wisdom but in death

Is life worth living? Aye, with the best of us, Heights of us, depths of us- Life is the test of us!

Though Love be deeper, Friendship is more wide.

On the path that leads to Nowhere I have sometimes found my soul!

Stretch out your hand and receive the world's wide gift of joy, appreciation and beauty.

Though Love be deeper Friendship is more wide.

Is life worth living? Aye with the best of us Heights of us depths of us- Life is the test of us!

Trust is not hoping your partner will love you

I would never let a white boy beat me. You can print that. I would never lose to a white person.

All quiet along the Potomac tonight, no sound save the rush of the river, while soft falls the dew on the face of the dead, the picket's off duty forever.

I'd like to be able to use Storm's powers for good, like have it rain more in Southern California. We could do with it.

We shared the smile of recognizing ourselves in each other.

We are all of us more or less echoes, repeating involuntarily the virtues, the defects, the movements, and the characters of those among whom we live.

I'm Catholic and Mum taught me the comfort that you can get from going to church. But I'm an a la carte Catholic. I love all the pomp and ceremony of it.

Most of us don't work out what we want. And most of us end up with lopsided lives as a result.

Powerlessness corrupts: absolute powerlessness corrupts absolutely.

Farewell, farewell! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast.