Life treads on life, and heart on heart; We press too close in church and mart To keep a dream or grave apart.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

You're something between a dream and a miracle.

Light tomorrow with today!

You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.

Silence is the best response to a fool.

I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.

I am the other.

We are so used to working that not working is the new hard work.

It's pretty dangerous if you approach music trying to please other people.

Any human being has private thoughts.

Sure, this will probably end up being another in a long line of emotionally crippling misadventures...but let's try to have some fun along the way.

Be careful about a policy generated with enthusiasm in the rush of a moment. It usually doesn't turn out well.

The love of money as a possession...will be recognised for what it is, a somewhat disgusting morbidity.

Guilt didn't put any butter on the bread of life.

Making use of human weaknesses in intelligence work is a logical matter. It keeps coming up, and of course you try to look at all the aspects that interest you in a human being.

You will never understand bureaucracies until you understand that for bureaucrats procedure is everything and outcomes are nothing.