Pleasure comes, but not to stay;Even this shall pass away.

Pain is hard to bear.... But with patience, day by day, Even this shall pass away.

In all our losses, all our gains, In all our pleasures, all our pains, The life of life is: Love remains. In every change from good to ill,- If love continues still, Let happen then what will.

I won a noble fame; But with a sudden frown, The people snatched my crown, And, in the mire, trod down My lofty name.

Baby bye Here's a fly, Let us watch him. you and I, How he crawls Up the walls Yet he never falls.

Journalism is an immense power, that threatens soon to supersede sermons, lectures, and books.

Even this shall pass away

Pain is hard to bear.... But with patience day by day Even this shall pass away.

Baby bye Here's a fly Let us watch him you and I. How he crawls Up the walls Yet he never falls.

Life has pounded me downand thrashed me around, Time and time again, But I always get right back up, Because I still love life -Just as the earth still lovesThe rain.

Every sunset is an opportunity to reset.

I was a weak kid, not good at what all the boys at school were good at and I found that by acting, by being other people, I could liberate myself from those inadequacies.

A profusion of fancies and quotations is out of place in a love-letter. True feeling is always direct, and never deviates into by-ways to cull flowers of rhetoric.

An actor really is a kind of intermediary between an audience and the piece, whether it's a play or movie.

I regret the unhappiness of princes who are slaves to forms and fettered by caution.

My best friend was Aboriginal.

The sea that calls all things unto her cals me, and I must embark.

It was God who created hell as a place to store evil. He didn't do a good job of keeping it there though.

Saying that Islam is in heart, is similar to giving back the exam's paper completely white and saying : knowledge is in brain.