Music, the mosaic of the air.

But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.

Therefore the love which us doth bind, But fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the mind, And opposition of the stars.

Gather the flowers, but spare the buds.

Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness, lady, were no crime.

Self-preservation, nature's first great law, all the creatures, except man, doth awe.

The world in all doth but two nations bear- The good, the bad; and these mixed everywhere.

Art indeed is long, but life is short.

The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.

And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept their time.

I have a garden of my own, But so with roses overgrown, And lilies, that you would it guess To be a little wilderness.

Treat your family like guests and your guests like family.

The spirit of Christmas is a sweet, internal peace that testifies of the power of kindness and charity.

He began to develop an obstinate patience.

I never was a person who wanted a handout. I was a cafeteria worker. I'm not too proud to ask the Best Western manager to give me a job. I have cleaned homes.

I better be honest about my feelings, even those involving loneliness, jealousy, and fear.

People are always asking me about eskimos, but there are no eskimos in Iceland.

I'm not saying that George W. Bush did everything right. But even if you take a skeptical view of his Iraq war, [Barack] Obama made the more serious error of withdrawing his troops from Iraq early.

But I think it's always difficult when a product that you're using and accustomed to changes.

Most of us fall short much more by omission than by commission. While the world perishes we go our way: purposeless, passionless, day after day.

If I think something is beautiful, there must be somebody out there who will agree with me.