If I had Aladdin's lamp and the usual three wishes, the first would always be, 'Give me the first day of June.

A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.

Almost all words do have colour and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too.

the tentacles of today reach out like an octopus to swallow yesterday.

We need time to dream, time to remember, and time to reach the infinite. Time to be.

The curious thing about fishing is you never want to go home. If you catch something, you can't stop. If you don't catch anything, you hate to leave in case something might bite.

the real evidence of growing older is that things level off in importance ... Days are no longer jagged peaks to climb; time is a meadow, and we move over it with level steps.

Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.

nothing decorates a home like books. There they are, waiting to decorate the mind, too!

Dog lovers are a good breed themselves.

Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.

Sometimes the hardest part of the journey is believing you're worthy of the trip.

virtue does not spring from riches, but riches and all other human blessings, both private and public, from virtue.

God's idea of guarding his heart is to guard himself against diminishing love. He guards his love. Now if that doesn't become revolutionary I am not saying it right.

It's a huge challenge, a huge responsibility. Bond is a huge iconic figure in movie history. These opportunities don't come along very often so I thought, 'Why not?'

The flattery of posterity is not worth much more than contemporary flattery, which is worth nothing.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

If you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold on to. If you are not afraid of dying, there is nothing you cannot achieve

So, Diana thought, that was the bait she had to lay out for Jack. Of course. What else? He might lust for Diana, and long for Brianna, but Jack’s true love was made of silicon.

It's just that romance, with its dips and turns and glooms and highs, its swoops and swoons and blues, is a natural metaphor for music itself

Been working and working But I still got so terribly far to go.