I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme From that time unto this season I received nor rhyme nor reason.

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.

So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

All for love, and nothing for reward.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

The precious gems are hidden, it is not easy to find them.

Feel the kiss of ocean breeze, Hear the song of dancing waveLet your soul fly away with seagullsTo fill the heart with the joy of life.

True love doesn't expect anything but it does gives everything

When we have God in clear focus, His powerful presence eclipses our fear.

In every aspect of the day Jesus was aware of the Father. He beheld Him in the clouds and in the shadows of the clouds that pass over the earth.

The only relationship that can make both partners happy is one in which sentimentality has no place and neither partner makes any claim on the life and freedom of the other.

As the saying goes, 'you don't fix something if it isn't broken'

People keep trying to make me a movie star but they just don't understand. I'm not a movie star, I'm an actor.

There really isn't a time to pause and have a celebration. I feel so serious about the whole thing.

Oh! Everything I loved!