But God has a few of us to whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome; 'tis we musicians know.

My sun sets to rise again.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

How quick come the reasons for approving what we like.

The knowledge of God is a sacred pursuit.

To become a better you, dare to take calculated risks and overcome your limitations. Your scars can make you a star, but you have to decide.

When I started the Imagination Library in my hometown, I never dreamed that one day we would be helping Scottish kids.

A way of life that keeps saying 'Around the next corner, above the next step,' works against the natural order of things and makes it so difficult to be happy and good.

A sure sign of a good book is that you like it more the older you get.

Sole reigning holds the tyranny of Heav'n.

Ever since the beginning of rock and roll, there's been an Axl Rose. And it's just boring. It's totally boring to me.

I rarely get a moment to myself, but I love the way that my agenda is dictated by the children, not my work.

Man cannot make, or invent, or contrive principles; he can only discover them; and he ought to look through the discovery to the Author.