Though I weigh only 120 pounds, when I'm mad, I weigh a ton.

Nature never writes a blind hand.

The spirit of a person's life is ever shedding some power, just as a flower is steadily bestowing fragrance upon the air.

Great eloquence we cannot get, except from human genius.

Leaves are the Greek, flowers the Italian, phase of the spirit of beauty that reveals itself through the flora of the globe.

What a privilege it is to be an American!

It is strange. I see all the privileges and greatness of the future. It already looks grand, beautiful. Tell them I went lovingly, trustfully, peacefully.

The oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.

Being blinded in love and friendship is a common mistake.

A love-story is a book to be read by everyone whose heart beats for someone!

Lying is a thriving vocation.

I was at Emily Carr College of Art and Design in Vancouver for four years, and I loved it.

Sustaining true friendship is a lot more challenging than we give it credit for.

Social networks are an incredible new tool which enables me to speak directly to large numbers of people. It is at the cutting edge of personal interaction around the world.

The wall is silence, the grass is sleep, Tall trees of peace their vigil keep, And the Fairy of Dreams with moth-wings furled. Plays soft on her flute to the drowsy world.

Life- ride it until the wheels fall off.

Now I see that God prefers to work through intermediaries - Mary and the saints. . . He wants us to pray through Mary and not only directly.

Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun.