I want to be some body’s dumplin’. I’m not chicken.

There is nothing more beautiful than a vulnerable heart in open hands.

A light rain touches my cheek like an angel's butterfly kisses.

The day you were born the angels whispered, "She is going to love him until the day she dies.

I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.

I will never claim to know what you are thinking. I only hope I am on your mind.

Affection is invaluable. I will accept your heart as payment and change your mind.

My heart is flooded with love. Drowning is the way to go.

Open your heart and we will melt the key.

Part of me wanted to give him a piece of my mind. He didn't get it as a whole, so I will keep my peace.

Passion is a cobweb duster for the mind.

There is no new thing under the sun. Is there any thing whereof it may be said, 'See, this is new?' it had been already of old time, which was before us.

Writers are always anxious, always on the run--from the telephone, from responsibilities, from the distractions of the world.

You will never be able to go to the east if you follow people who are on the way that leads to the west.

He nuzzles my neck affectionately. "I love you. I'm happier right now than I ever remember being.

I think, with Trump, the major point is this guy has business enterprises all over the world. And you're looking just at immense, immense conflict of interest.

It is just as likely that as I invent what I want to say, you will invent what you want to hear.

A man who doles out sweets, and slaps, with the same hand.

You must think. The eye is not enough; it needs to think as well.

One of the most serious human defects in all ages is procrastination, an unwillingness to accept personal responsibilities now.

War will never yield but to the principles of universal justice and love, and these have no sure root but in the religion of Jesus Christ.