I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.

Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.

In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you

We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends.

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

It's bad enough to feel insignificant, but it's unbearable to have it grained into your soul that you will never, can never, be anything but insignificant.

If we don't chase things, sometimes the things following us can catch up." -L.M. Montgomery

I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.

It seems to me a most dreadful thing to go out of the world and not leave one person behind you who is sorry you are gone,' said Anne, shuddering.

Afflictions clarify the soul.

Posterity does not pay off anything of the national debt. Each administration adds to the debt left to it, and the promise of liquidation implied in every bond issue is a false promise.

There is a wealth of twentieth century music that is being re-discovered by a generation that hasnt heard it.

The world can be better if there's love, tolerance and humility.

I like being employed, you know. That's my favorite kind of acting.

Beginning with exercise, the best training program available for real results is circuit training.

You know, if you're at home with children, you lose twenty-five IQ points.

We're never going to escape the idea of being young. Which I don't mind myself. I mean, who wants to grow up anyway?

The surprising thing is that I was not funny in high school. I was always jealous of the funny kids because they always got the girls. I couldn't tell a joke to save my life.

Still it cried ‘Sleep no more!’ to all the house: ‘Glamis hath murder’d sleep, and therefore Cawdor shall sleep no more,—Macbeth shall sleep no more!