Women are only told that they resemble angels when they are young and beautiful; consequently, it is their persons, not their virtues, that procure them homage.

Never is true love blind, but rather brings an added light.

All the great blessings of my life are present in my thoughts today

And though hard be the task, keep a stiff upper lip.

Sometimes, I think the things we see are shadows of the things to be; that what we plan we build

And never since harvests were ripened, / Or laborers born, / Have men gathered figs of the thistle, / Or grapes of the thorn!

Only yield when you must, never "give up the ship," but fight on to the last "with a stiff upper lip!

Come up, April, though the valley, / In your robes of beauty drest, / Come and wake your flowery children / From their wintry beds of rest.

There are eyes half defiant, Half meek and compliant; Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm To bring us good or to work with harm.

Ah, there are moments for us here, when, seeing Life's inequalities, and woe, and care, The burdens laid upon our mortal being Seem heavier than the human heart can bear.

Give plenty of what is given to you, And listen to pity's call. Don't think the little you give is great, And the much you get is small.

Dullness it is that perverts and corrups the spirit but it is always possible to look past the dullness, and see the bright, shining heart of things

It is impossible to make time but you can always make a commitment.

Gwydion stood as a wolf at bay, his green eyes glittering, his teeth bared.

One of the things that makes Hamlet unique among Shakespeare's characters is his courage to face up to the darker elements of his personality.

There's room for everyone at the rendezvous of victory.

Peter Baltes was the best bassist I ever played with.

Listen now. When people talk listen completely. Don't be thinking what you're going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe.

As a singer-songwriter, a solo artist with a guitar, I can only write so many weepie little bedroom songs.

There's a reason why Federer and Nadal are so gracious when they lose. They sleep well at night knowing that they've given their best.

It's kind of funny. When I got my diagnosis - cancer - I said to myself, 'Why me?' And then, the other day, when I got the good news, I said the same thing.