Beauty is not, as fond men misdeem, an outward show of things that only seem.

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.

So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

All for love, and nothing for reward.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

When the sun shall be folded up

Life is the most fascinating journey that you will never ever be able to take again.

...when she wakes up, there is silence, as though the day has held its breath.

We need a continuing presence in space.

I'm just an instinctive actress, I've never had a lesson in my life.

Marriage is what happens when one at least of the partners doesn't want the other to get away.

We need wisdom the most when we believe in it the least.

I also think he is given to disguises...Sometimes he wears spectacles and sometimes he does not. And twice he has worn an extremely peculiar hat. Inside.

He who can copy can do.