God's finger touched him and he slept.

'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

The white flower of a blameless life.

Theirs not to make reply Theirs not to reason why Theirs but to do and die.

Ring out the old ring in the new Ring happy bells across the snow.

The old order changeth yielding place to new.

Sunset and evening star And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.

I was born to other things.

There lives more faith in honest doubt Believe me than in half the creeds

Not once or twice in our rough island story The path of duty was the way to glory.

There lives more faith in honest doubt Believe me than in half the creeds.

Death is never an excuse to stop living.

Be happy, noble heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like your good deeds.

It's what you do when you grow up, apparently, face up to things you'd rather not and accept the fact that nobody is who you thought they were, maybe not even close.

There never was night that had no morn.

Abilities wither under criticism; they blossom under encouragement.

Nobody is so heartily despised as a pusillanimous, lazy, good-for-nothing, land-lubber; a sailor has no bowels of compassion for him.

Every day of our Christian experience should be a day of relating to God on the basis of His grace alone. We are not only saved by grace, but we also live by grace every day.

When entertainment works the best, you're creating an apparatus to convey emotions.

We've witnessed history in the making.

My uniqueness reveals something of Christ that no one else does.