Some sigh for this and that; My wishes don't go far; The world may wag at will, So I have my cigar.

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!

In the battle of DNAs, your DNA will always win against the DNA of your father.

Your mindset controls every result in your life... Mindset matters most if you are above the ground and breathing

I was having such a hard time when I made Sylvia. I gave everything I had for that role. It's one or two or three things I'm most proud of in terms of my work. But it was very dark.

The beginning of the way to heaven, is to feel that we are on the way to hell.

The miser and the glutton are two facetious buzzards: one hides his store, and the other stores his hide.

Above all, the listener should be able to understand the poem or the song, not be forced to unravel a complicated, self-indulgent puzzle. Offer your art up to the whole world, not just an elite few.

It's nice being offered a lot of interesting films and being asked to take part in things that are quite curious. If you hunt and keep looking, there are some wonderful things that come out.

To deny a man a job is to say that a man has no right to exist.

Cancer did not bring me to my knees, it brought me to my feet.

Sunsets are just little glimpses of the Golden streets of Heaven.