The curious crime, the fine Felicity and flower of wickedness.

My sun sets to rise again.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.

Everything humanity have achieved is achieved by dreams, desires, and actions.

If you are poor and go without food and clothes, don't hope for wealth in paradise, you are already forsaken

When you're a professional you come back no matter what happened the day before.

Words of wisdom are spoken by children at least as often as scientists.

Motherhood: if it were going to be easy, it never would have started with something called labor.

If you have a good spine, the gods will chase you. Nobody has psychological or emotional problems, everyone has a bad spine.

The truth of love is the truth of the universe: it is the lamp of the soul that reveals the secrets of darkness

The Charkha supplemented the agriculture of the villagers and gave it dignity.

Friendship is in the end no more than: " . . . a lie which seeks to make us believe that we are not irremediably alone."