I hear the howl of the wind that brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings.

The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts all over the meadows.

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.

It is said to be the manner of hypochondriacs to change often their physician.

Hark to that shrill, sudden shout, The cry of an applauding multitude, Swayed by some loud-voiced orator who wields The living mass as if he were its soul!

These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end.

But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame.

Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may hide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.

The groves were God's first temples.

First reach your target in your mind, then reaching your target in reality will just be a formality!

My mom was really cool.

I can recollect nothing more to say at present; perhaps breakfast may assist my ideas. I was deceived -- my breakfast supplied only two ideas -- that the rolls were good and the butter bad.

Success is not a destination thing, it’s a daily thing.

Though the singer is silent…there is still the truth of the song.

The Democratic Party has always been a party that is not known for its unanimity.

I speak fluent Hebrew and even dream in Hebrew when we visit there, once or twice a year.

Making music is fantastic.

I had a chair at every hearth, When no one turned to see, With 'Look at that old fellow there, 'And who may he be?