All the hills and vales along Earth is bursting into song, And the singers are the chaps Who are going to die perhaps.

Strew your gladness on earth's bed, So be merry, so be dead.

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door

Not all who are lost are lost forever.

You often get a better hold upon a problem by going away from it for a time and dismissing it from your mind altogether.

I don't think patience is something that any of us grow up with in a large dose. It's a world of instant gratification.

It is difficult for anyone to tell you what is going to happen. [Middle East] is an area where everything is on the brink of explosion.

Spring makes everything young again except man.

Women's Day Women are the real architects of society.

The days are usually filled with nonsense and every now and again somebody flies by the circus to party on your dime.

People who love soft methods and hate iniquity forget this; that reform consists in taking a bone from a dog. Philosophy will not do it.