Lose who may-I still can say, Those who win heaven, blest are they!

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.

The idea that bigger haystacks have more needles in them is dumb on its face

Anything you want to do is possible; fear is not meant to prevent but to motivate your heart into the life you naturally think is improbable.

The 'Instagram Generation' now experiences the present as an anticipated memory

The decision to go into debt alters the course and condition of your life. You no longer own it. You are owned.

We do not want, as the newspapers say, a church that will move with the world. We want a church that will move the world.

Part-black generally means all-black in Americans' minds. Just as part-Asian or part-Hispanic or part-anything-else usually puts individuals in those minority-groups' camps.

When someone wants something, they must know why they are fighting. This is the only reason to seek a reward.

I see only what you see, but I notice what I see.

In Syria, if [Bashar al-] Assad had just been a statesman and handed over the reigns in time, Syria would not be heading down the nightmare that it is today.

A land ethic for tomorrow should...stress the oneness of our resources and the live-and-help-live logic of the great chain of life.