I love the language, it sounds as if it should be writ on satin with syllables which breathe of the sweet South

There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls--the World.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.

Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.

There are four questions of value in life, Don Octavio. What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love.

And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.

There is no instinct like that of the heart.

Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.

May we recognise the uniqueness of every individual and seek to complement each other.

Danger is the spice of life and you’ve got to take a risk now and then…that’s what makes life worthwhile.

For the sake of our security, our economy and our planet, we must have the courage and commitment to change.

He's an American, qualified to play for Wales because he has a Welsh grandmother, who was on the bench against Switzerland.

I ask for, not at once no government, but at once a better government

Mornings are mysteries; the first world's youth, Man's resurrection, and the future's bud Shroud in their births.

Limited by the world, which I oppose, jagged by it, I shall be all the more handsome and sparkling as the angles which wound me and give me shape are more acute and the jagging more cruel.

Twitter is just a great joke laboratory. You go in there and there are so many witty people that I know any joke I make is going to have a response with at least 10 great jokes coming back.

The sense of danger made her lift up her head higher. There were battles coming. But life was meant to be a battle, wasn't it? There was nothing to fear.

How much salt water thrown away in waste/ To season love, that of it doth not taste.