Escape me? Never, beloved! While I am I, and you are you.

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.

He will rattle your cage and then break your heart.

Seek the blessings each day brings.

God in you is the greatness in you.

Make money, we are no longer in barter system. If you don’t want it, then donate it, but MAKE IT!!!!

Grace, respect, reserve, and empathetic listening are qualities sorely missing from the public discourse now.

The secret of a good sermon is to have a good beginning and a good ending, then having the two as close together as possible.

Our constitution works. Our great republic is a government of laws, not of men.

Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.

My mom was there, in some form, in some sense, in some universe. My mom was still my mom, even if she only lived in books and door locks and the smell of fried tomatoes and old paper. She lived.

All men have their appointed time; that's something no horse can change.