And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

I always arrive late at the office, but I make up for it by leaving early.

How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

A poor relation—is the most irrelevant thing in nature.

How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?

For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

...the sweetness of grace and freedom comes hand in hand with the uncomfortable, bitter-rawness of honest emotions and grief.

We have thousands of patients and family members who are dealing with dual devastation, cancer and the hurricane.

Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly.

People look with sympathetic eyes only at the blossom and the fruit, and disregard the long period of transition during which the one is ripening into the other.

Training to me isn't about a set time at the gym - I move at all times of the day and night.

The enemies inside us: Indifference, Indecision, Doubt, Worry, and Over-caution.

That's the object of going to a gym, having fun.

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

We cannot possibly take them all into this country [asylum seekers] - it is a completely unrealistic expectation.