I shall soon be laid in the quiet grave--thank God for the quiet grave--O! I can feel the cold earth upon me--the daisies growing over me--O for this quiet--it will be my first.

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze, most softly lulling to my soul.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness.

The only means of strengthening one's intellect is to make up one's mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Shed no tear - O, shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more - O, weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core.

Open afresh your rounds of starry folds, Ye ardent Marigolds.

And when thou art weary I'll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.

Neither poetry, nor ambition, nor love have any alertness of countenance as they pass by me.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

It is far more comforting to think God listened and said no, than to think that nobody’s out there.

No matter whom I'm with I'll always be alone, " she said. And she added with a roguish touch: "Excellency.

We never really know what might me beside us or ahead, but most days we walk as if we do

A common danger unites even the bitterest enemies.

I'm a win-at-all-costs guy.

Fear is vulnerability's ugly little sister.

She will remain sane and she will live as she was meant to live, richly and deeply, among others of her kind, in full possession and command of her gifts.

After all, if there is a heaven, we will find each other again, for there is no heaven without you.

Don't put a ceiling on yourself.

We are not to tell nature what she’s gotta be... She's always got better imagination than we have.