In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now.

My sun sets to rise again.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

Well if it isn't little miss 'Call Me Maybe' back from the dead.

The bathroom mirror has not budged, the woman who lives there can tell the truth from the stuff they say and looks me in the eye- says do you prefer the easy way? No? Well ok then, dont cry.

There needs to be an app that edits what I say versus what I want to say.

For people who want to get into the voiceover industry, even if you want to get into commercial, you need to become a really, really good actor.

This thing with being lovers, it isn't like being married.

Yoga, like meditation, offers a method for coming together after you've come apart.

A land full of places that are not worth caring about may soon be a nation and a way of life that is not worth defending.

One of the funniest lines in my show was written for me by Alan Bursky. I really want to learn this routine!

One thing is forever good; That one thing is Success.