On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting

Hi! My little hutIs newly-thatched I see...Blue morning-glories

In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees...Strangers are like friends

Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings...Amble out for love

John Hay on Lincoln: "He always worked with things as they were, while never relinquishing the desire to make them better.

The best writers tend to look the roughest in photos. At least that's the excuse I use for why I look so bad in mine.

Ranking Can’t decide who to Love!

What you see is what you get. My God, I don't have the time nor the energy to live up to some persona.

I thought martial arts was going to help me with my movies and TV stuff, but I realized it would not.

Let me forget the world and be swallowed up in the desire to glorify God.

Men don't get knocked out, or I mean they can fight back against big things. What kills them is erosion; they get nudged into failure. They get slowly scared.[...]It's slow. It rots out your guts.

Most humans recognize their ruin, but they carry on regardless.

I hope that this year, you make mistakes. If you do, then it means you have tried, learned, lived, pushed yourself, changed you and your world, and most importantly, you've done something.

I loved movies ever since I was a kid.