Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us

Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.

What cannot be said will be wept.

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us

Whatever one loves most is beautiful.

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.

Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.

All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.

Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees

Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear

If God grace can only come through slaughtering animals, then their is no need of god.No one is above t humanity.

When we bring it all back to 'Just Jesus' it is amazing how much grace God can work in and through our lives.

Who could be satisfied with seeking out the four corners of one small world, when there was the whole of time to be had?

Family, work, familiarity. Listen, if I had a magic wand and I could make myself really be happy, I'd zap me onto a farm. And I know nothing about farming.

I loved being Maleficent. I was quite sad to put my staff down and put my horns away because somehow, she just lives in a different world.

I was driving pretty much the way everyone drives in LA, like elephants dancing on each others’ backs at a circus.

I don't just try to score. The challenge is elevating my teammates to be able to win a championship.

I've got a good life, and I don't think anything can rock that anymore.

He that in the latter part of his life too strictly inquires what he has done, can very seldom receive from his own heart such an account as will give him satisfaction.