That icy glass reduces your beauty - dims your fire - let me be your mirror...

Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond: Not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed.

December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory.

Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.

The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.

I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists

Dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field.

You think so logically... like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically... like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth.

I love it when the dark bottle of night spills out, and the Moon writes in chalk about us.

It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.

Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable.

I'm killing time while I wait for life to shower me with meaning and happiness.

Always be of good cheer.

Innovation is a good thing. The human condition - put aside bioterrorism and a few footnotes - is improving because of innovation.

It's really very simple, Governor. When people are hungry they die. So spare me your politics and tell me what you need and how you're going to get it to these people.

In 2000, I fell in love. I had never felt anything like that before in my life. It kind of took me over.

It takes a lot of courage to be happy (after the death of a spouse), but I've got courage, so I think I will be happy again.

Donald Trump poses a serious threat to America, based on what he has said. He is unqualified to be president and he is unfit temperamentally to be commander-in-chief.

Then he laughed and she laughed. And quivering with the movement of the train, the dead man seemed to laugh too.

I don't know what is better than the work that is given to the actor-to teach the human heart the knowledge of itself.

The church that preaches the gospel in all of its fullness, except as it applies to the great social ills of the day, is failing to preach the gospel.