Lonely as God, and white as a winter moon, Mount Shasta starts up sudden and solitary from the heart of the great black forests of Northern California

Physiognomy is often a great falsifier, though as a rule it is honest enough.

Tis midnight now. The bend and broken moon, Batter'd and black, as from a thousand battles, Hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.

In men whom men condemn as ill I find so much of goodness still, In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I do not dare to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.

Men say, "By pride the angels fell from heaven." By pride they reached a place from which they fell!

UNDER THE STORM AND THE CLOUD TODAY, AND TODAY THE HARD PERIL AND PAIN - TOMORROW THE STONE WILL BE ROLLED AWAY, FOR THE SUNSHINE SHALL FOLLOW THE RAIN

I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee, I catch the whisper'd kiss of thine.

The bravest battle that ever was fought; Shall I tell you where and when? On the maps of the world you will find it not; It was fought by the mothers of men.

All honor to him who shall win the prize. The world has cried for a thousand years. But to him who tries and fails and dies, I give great honor and glory and tears.

The biggest dog has been a pup.

Merciful Father, I will not complain. I know that the sunshine shall follow the rain.

I believe in love but I do not believe in people.And it is people who realize me. to Do not believe on People

Followers don't follow until they trust leaders to lead.

We hide the truer part of ourselves when we love.

Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antennae bristle with the energy Emotional feedback on a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, almost free

My birthday was Monday, now I finally get to go home and enjoy it with some Burger King. Here I come baby! Burger King! Burger King!

You don't get unity by ignoring the questions that have to be faced.

Shera's Two Laws of Cataloging: Law #1, No cataloger will accept the work of any other cataloger. Law #2: No cataloger will accept his/her own work six months after the cataloging.

She's so ugly, the tide wouldn't take her out.

I like to talk about America. It's so mysterious.

Whosoever does not know how to recognize the faults of great men is incapable of estimating their perfections.