It is life, I think, to watch the water. A man can learn so many things.

That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.

You are, and always have been, my dream.

The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.

You can't live your life for other people. You've got to do what's right for you, even if it hurts some people you love.

It's the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.

She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.

We're not the same people we were then. We've changed, we've grown.

You are the answer to every prayer I've offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have.

You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.

Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.

Why should insurance companies continue to get away with limiting the skills that a health profession has always previously required of its members if they were to be considered fully trained?

Infectious smile has infected tears The laughter strikes with spears I am not dear and they are not sincere Feeling fear I must perform For when I stop the stage is gone

Where there is less pain, there is also less pay.

We always reference kids but very rarely ask their opinion. Our inexperience might be what gives us the ability to teach our elders something, due to the fact that we are not jaded or cynical.

There is little anyone can do with fanatics. Reasoning with them is a fool's errand. Avoiding them is mandatory.

Sweet is the air with the budding haws, and the valley stretching for miles below Is white with blossoming cherry-trees, as if just covered with lighted snow.

Without our suffering, our work would simply be social work, very good and helpful, but it would not be the work of Jesus Christ, not part of the Redemption.

How do we see physically? No differently that we do in our consciousness - by means of the productive power of imagination. Consciousness is the eye and ear, the sense for inner and outer meaning.

So, you see, my heart is held forever by this place," she said. "I cannot leave.

Thought tends to collect in pools.