Poetry has been to me something more than amusement, it has been a cheering companion when I had no other to fly to, a delightful solace.

Earthly pride is like the passing flower, that springs to fall, and blossoms but to die.

To wind the mighty secrets of the past, And turn the key of time.

The past is dead, and has no resurrection.

We should teach our children to make friends with us, to communicate all their thoughts to us ... by this we find many opportunities of teaching them important truths, almost without knowing.

Goodness, Time's rude hand defies, And winter lives when beauty dies.

I, a Laconian dog, can bite again: Yes, I can make the Daunian tiger flee, Much more a bragging, foul-mouth'd whelp like thee.

So, on the eastern summit, clad in gray, morn, like a horseman girt for travel, comes, and from his tower of mist night's watchman hurries down.

And care, whom not the gayest can outbrave, Pursues its feeble victim to the grave.

Christianity is not a mere set of opinions to be embraced by understanding. It is the work of the heart as well as the head.

When the day of misfortune comes and (comes it must sooner or later to all )we may be prepared with Christian fortitude to endure the shock.

The most inspirational feeling I can come up with is.......The feeling of presence.

'Communication Breakdown' - it was punchy and direct, with a real attitude that was different to other bands going around.

The sky breaks. It sags and breathes upon my face. in the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies The world is full of enemies. There is no safe place.

I always tell people, live happily and die majestically.

Our supporters support us for one reason, people pray for us for one reason - because of the healing ministry.

I come from a place where you have a lot of sky. But [in New York City] you have to really look up to realize that there is eventually sky, somewhere. ...Sky is not a common commodity.

Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come?

As a notorious multi-tasker, I love exercise that serves several purposes. I ride my bike to work, do yoga to relax, and go out dancing to get my booty-shaking on!

How does a sesame seed stick to a bun? That's magical. There must be some sesame seed glue out there. Either that or they're adhesive on one side. Peel off the backing, place it on the bun.

I have decided to keep a full journal, in the hope that my life will perhaps seem more interesting when it is written down.