Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the joy that peace imparts.

Green sods are all their monument; and yet it tells A nobler history than pillared piles, Or the eternal pyramids.

Roses bloom, and then they wither; Cheeks are bright, then fade and die; Shapes of light are wafted hither, Then, like visions, hurry by.

The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.

Thought can wing its way Swifter than lightning-flashes or the beam That hastens on the pinions of the morn.

The thundering voice that wrings, in one dark, damning moment, crimes of years!

I am one who finds within me a nobility that spurns the idle pratings of the great, and their mean boasts of what their fathers were, while they themselves are fools effeminate.

There is nothing but death Our affections can sever, And till life's latest breath Love shall bind us for ever.

In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears.

The recollection of one upward hour Hath more in it to tranquilize and cheer The darkness of despondency, than years Of gayety and pleasure.

There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.

Darling, do you rememberthe man you married? Touch me, remind me who I am.

Samyak buddhi (right intellect) is that which shows things as they are.

It seems to me that they only seem to mention things in the Bible that are within a 5 mile radius of the guy writing it.

I do have a ridiculously high hedonic set-point

The people who came to New England, came for freedom of religion. The problem is, freedom of religion to them meant freedom for only their religion

Experience, as a desire for experience, does not come off. We must not study ourselves while having an experience.

Acting is an imaginative leap, really. And imaginations prosper in different circumstances. And it's being able - I can't tell you how one does, but one tries to read those circumstances correctly.

Shame is not your friend. It depletes your power. Let go of shame and embrace your magnificence.

I am a searcher... I always was... and I still am... searching for the missing piece.

Revolution is the larva of civilization.