Life - life - life! 'Tis the sole great thing This side of death, Heart on heart in the wonder of Spring!

beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.

Men may scoff, and men may pray, But they pay Every pleasure with a pain.

Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death.

So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed.

Here is the ghost Of a summer that lived for us, Ere is a promise Of summer to be.

Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Open your heart and take us in, Love-love and me.

Were I so tall as to reach the pole or grasp the ocean at a span, I must be measured by my soul. The mind is the standard of the man.

Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep.

I am addicted to love.Love is my beloved drug.

Do you want to know my mindset? I play whether I win or lose if I believe in the play. All in! You've to kill me. I won't tap out :-) lol

There is a sad disconnectedness that overcomes a library when its owner is gone.

Anyone can repeat a technical explanation they read in a text-book or blog post.

Those who experiment on animals should never be able to quiet their own conscience by telling themselves that these cruelties have a worthy aim.

The goal is partly the enjoyment; it doesn't come later, but within the very process of the struggle.

The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it.

That's all the motorcycle is, a system of concepts worked out in steel.

No pen, no words, no image can express to you the loveliness of my only, only Lord Jesus.

But they're laughing at you. They're not laughing with you.