Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?

When Time is spent, Eternity begins.

I shall be found with 'Indians' engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.

O proudly name their names who bravely sail| To seek brave lost in Arctic snows and seas!

When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.

Like a blind spinner in the sun,I tread my days:I know that all the threads will runAppointed ways.I know each day will bring its task,And being blind no more I ask.

If I could write a story that would do for the Indian one-hundredth part what 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' did for the Negro, I would be thankful the rest of my life.

Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.

The woman who creates and sustains a home, and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women, is a creator second only to God.

O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.

By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.

Opportunity always knocks the door with hurdles. It's up to you either jump the hurdle to grab or owing to hurdle miss the opportunity .

(The great questions of the day) are not decided by speeches and majority votes but by blood and iron.

In that sense, what a great way to live, if you could always do things that interest you, and do them with people who interest you.

For the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive

I collect books and I have some really, really old schoolbooks, and God is mentioned on every single page.

My mom did a good job exposing me to different types of music.

Look around less, imagine more.

Life is about women, gigs, an' bein' creative.

We all need to take a deep breath and think about being a Bush daughter and having that cross to bear. I'd go out and have a couple of drinks too.

There are so many kinds of awful men One can't avoid them all. She often said She'd never make the same mistake again: She always made a new mistake instead.