Ay call it holy ground The soil where first they trod. They have left unstained what there they found - Freedom to worship God.

In the busy haunts of men.

Ay call it holy ground The soil where first they trod They have left unstained what there they found - Freedom to worship God.

The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.

There is none In all this cold and hollow world no fount Of deep strong deathless love save that within A mother's heart.

The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast. And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches toss'd.

How can we understand the world and the universe when we haven't even understood ourselves?

You are the gift that only you would have to give.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

Only a fool thinks price and value are the same.

The confidence of ignorance will always overcome the indecision of knowledge.

We are all creatures of habit. We can do most things without even thinking about them; our bodies take charge and do them for us.

A church is not a church when the passion for souls is gone.

I'm really awkward when people recognize me. I'm not good at it, and for the most part it hadn't happened to me until 'True Blood,' and then, all of a sudden, it started happening all the time.

To me, Hewitt and Nadal would be the best spirited fighters I've ever seen on the tennis court.

Love softens everything except our sense of integrity.