But what are kings, when regiment is gone, But perfect shadows in a sunshine day?- Edward II, 5.1

You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, And now and then stab, as occasion serves.

All live to die, and rise to fall.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.

There is no sin but ignorance.

Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove, That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields.

Honour is purchas'd by the deeds we do.

O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

Music pulls words from the heart and inspires brilliance.

No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.

Scripture offers the unique access to the story of redemption and then, in turn, funds tradition, reason and experience, as God's Word is remembered, experienced, and thought about.

Discretion is nothing other than the sense of justice with respect to the sphere of the intimate contents of life.

Music is the best means we have of digesting time.

Friendless. Having no favors to bestow. Destitute of fortune. Addicted to utterance of truth and common sense.

Diversity in the world is a basic characteristic of human society, and also the key condition for a lively and dynamic world as we see today.

I think it's a myth that American public or any other public is so stupid that they need to be constantly pricked.

I believe a radiant, light-filled tomorrow should be normal to the experience of living.

What a simple thing death is, just as simple as the falling of an autumn leaf.