When one does look up at the grand trees growing up almost to the sky, one does always have longings to pray.

By the wood-shed is a brook. It goes singing on. Its joy-song does sing in my heart.

Potatoes are very interesting folks. I think they must see a lot of what is going on in the earth - they have so many eyes.

And this I have learned grown-ups do not know the language of shadows.

I like to sing when I have works to do - it does so help.

Don't do something you don't like. Look for a job that makes you excited to get up and go to work everyday.

The fatt man knoweth not, what the leane thinketh.

"Americans do not presume to equate God's purposes with any purpose of our own...."[Prayer] teaches us to trust, to accept that God's plan unfolds in his time, not our own.

At a certain season of our life we are accustomed to consider every spot as the possible site of a house.

At the end of my life, I have achieved belated fame and recognition in the city of my birth.

Gaddafi's a great bloke. The media only show the bad things. I used to go round his house. His son's a super simple guy. All the Gaddafis are very down to earth.

Were floods of tears to be unloosed In tribute to my grief, The doves of Noah ne'er had roost Nor found an olive-leaf.

When it comes to do or die situations, Matt Hardy will not die.

Fancy being remembered around the world for the invention of a mouse!

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.