Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth.

And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.

Pansies in soft April rains Fill their stalks with honeyed sap Drawn from Earth's prolific lap.

I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die.

From the desert I come to thee, On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire.

But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!

By wisdom wealth is won; but riches purchased wisdom yet for none.

With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!

The hollows are heavy and dank With the steam of the Goldenrods.

The knowledge of my sin Is half-repentance.

The loving are the daring.

The situation come back again but you will not act like before again.

Even in your thought do not curse the king nor in your bedchamber curse the rich for a bird of the air will carry your voice or some winged creature tell the matter.

Honestly, I am not trying to discourage anyone from becoming an actress, but if you want to become one be prepared to face everything that comes - along with it

All becomes easy when we follow the current of opinion; it is the ruler of the world.

To stand still today is to go backwards...and quickly...!

Any fool can make enough money to survive. It's another thing to keep yourself consistently entertained. It's a lot of work, and a lot of fun, to make a life.

It puts a ceiling on your progress. You're blocked by your pride. To get good, you have to throw your board around and fall.

I knew what I wanted to do even when I was a little girl.

We ourselves are imbued with urgency, yet the message of our society is' that there is no viable alternative to the present.

You judge a society by the decency of living of the weakest