Oh, stay, sweet warbling woodlark, stay, Nor quit for me the trembling spray, A hapless lover courts thy lay, Thy soothing, fond complaining.

Oh would some power the gift give us, to see ourselves as others see us!

My heart 's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart 's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer.

Now's the day and now's the hour.

Gie me ae spark o' Nature's fire, That's a' the learning I desire.

There is no such uncertainty as a sure thing.

The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.

The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.

Dare to be honest and fear no labor.

But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, it's bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts forever.

True love exists. There's nothing more extraordinary than being lost in its trance by completely opening your heart and merging its rare and beautiful energy with another.

These mountains were given to us by the Great Chief so that we might never be depressed.

If we would change the world, we must first change people's thoughts.

Sometimes staying strong means not putting yourself in uncomfortable or triggering situations.

Cultivate the giving habit as you do the saving habit.

The less there is of you, the more you experience the sublime.

Air goes in and out of my nose, throat, lungs, blood, heart brain - and so I am

The constant refrain that bringing our troops home would demonstrate a lack of support for them must be one of the most amazing distortions ever foisted on the American public.

Look at this tangle of thorns.

The instances that second marriage move Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.