O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.

With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread.

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!

Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!

My tears must stop, for every drop Hinders needle and thread.

Coquetry is the champagne of love.

There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon.

Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.

I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn.

Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!

It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'.

With an open mind, you are the imagination of universal consciousness and the creation of the subconscious mind that wanders throughout the universe.

The French are a tremendously verbal race: they kill you with their assurances, their repetitions, their reasons, their platitudes, their formulae, their propositions, their solutions.

Hillary Clinton wanted to hide what she was doing so that there was no trail

I was very concerned about who was going to take my story and realize it, so I was very particular and spent a lot of time going over things with him, talking about how I wanted it to be told.

The wonder of imagination is this: It has the power to light its own fire.

In all the years together You've shared joy, and contentment too Long may it continue In the years ahead, for the both of you

You can't measure time by days, the way you measure money by dollars and cents, because dollars are all the same while every day is different and maybe every hour as well.

My anguish came from my hypothesis that other people's hypothetical hypotheses about me mattered. Ridiculous!

To be thoroughly imbued, with the liberal arts refines the manners, and makes men to be mild and gentle in their conduct.