A man in armour is his armour's slave.

My sun sets to rise again.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

If you learn to use the power of love then you're the most powerful person.

Hate did not give way to heroism.

Set your course by the stars, not by the lights of every passing ship.

The style of life is a unity because it has grown out of the difficulties of early life and out of the striving for a goal.

For each age is a dream that is dying, Or one that is coming to birth.

I think being an effective First Lady is first of all being the partner that your husband needs.

The miracle of Sunday is that a dead man lives. The miracle of Saturday is that the eternal Son of God lies dead.

As I've evolved in life my writing process has taken a turn. I'm inspired by everyday life. I could be in the middle of something and hear a commercial. I enjoy songs writing themselves.

Any age is the perfect age to follow your dream!

Nowadays, her life is more like a newspaper: aimless, up-to-date and full of meaningless events