Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.

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.

To find the beauty of life, don’t complain, compliment.

Dare to be among the greatest. Even if you did not get the best, you will be above the good.

I’d do you both in heartbeat and come back for seconds.

As a Humanist, I love science. I hate superstition, which could never have given us A-bombs.

After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love--I have found you.

Look, I've lost before. And there's always a tomorrow.

The garden that is finished is dead.

I don't get the action... well, I never did get the big action hero parts. I was always locked into making the kids movies, which were a lot of fun.

You don't have to be dishonest to communicate the gospel.

From my training I can get a good idea of what I'm capable of.