Hope died as I was led unto my marriage bed.

The language of the face is not taught by the schools; it is intuitive, and to the observant is always legible.

I shall stick to my resolution of writing always what I think no matter whom it offends.

It is always legitimate to wish to rise above one's self, never above others.

I am confirmed in my division of human energies. Ambitious people climb, but faithful people build.

Boston is an oasis in the desert, a place where the larger proportion of people are loving, rational and happy.

The broken eggshell of a civilization which time has hatched and devoured.

We, women of one country, Will be too tender of those of another country To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs.

God forgive me if I do wrong in following with ardor the strongest instincts of my nature.

Life is like a cup of tea, the sugar is all at the bottom!

Much of the work of every life is done in the dark.

She laughed so easily when she was happy. But also when she was sad.

One can pass on knowledge but not wisdom. One can find wisdom, one can live it, one can be supported by it, one can work wonders with it, but one cannot speak it or teach it.

With song titles, I try to keep a healthy sense of humor while saying something at the same time.

Instead of watching the bird as it flies above our heads, we chase his shadow along the ground; and, finding we cannot grasp it, we conclude it to be nothing.

Baby, when you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live. You know you did, you know you did, you know you did.

I think we as human beings need to be able to appreciate each other's differences and I think jazz really takes us in that direction.

It's just what people do when they're getting old, when they're sick of themselves and their life; they think of money and take care of themselves.

Self-love knows no impediment.

Companies not interested in sustainable development issues will not survive long

Who can ever be alone for a moment in Italy? Every stone has a voice, every grain of dust seems instinct with spirit from the Past, every step recalls some line, some legend of long-neglected lore.