How delicious is the winning of a kiss at love's beginning.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

The patriot's blood is the seed of Freedom's tree.

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own.

the soul of conversation is sympathy

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, and robes the mountain in its azure hue.

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

Your belief systems limit your reality to a sub-set of the solution space that does not contain the answer.

The smaller your reality, the more convinced you are that you know everything.

It's cloaked in cultural mumbo jumbo, but I assure you that it is very hard science.

Originals cost more than imitations.

Someone who smiles too much with you can sometime frown too much with you at your back.

Laugh and the world laughs with you, snore and you sleep alone.

Difficulties are opportunities to better things; they are stepping-stones to greater experience...When one door closes, another always opens; as a natural law it has to, to balance.

Affectations can be dangerous.

Life doesn't come at you. It comes from you.

Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills.

You're still here," he whispered. "They couldn't drag me away.

The sensory acts are accordingly distinguished by their objects.