The god of music dwelleth out of doors.

I gave thee what could not be heard What had not been given before The beat of my heart I gave !

I follow my law and fulfil it all duly and look! when your doubt runneth high North points to the needle!

Treasure the shadow. ... There are no shadows save from substance cast.

To Death I yield, but not to Doubt, who slays before!

Who turns away from gazing at the sun Sees its dusk images fill all the air. It is not otherwise when Hope is done: Her darkling phantoms make the heaven of Despair.

The spirit of the year, like bacchant crowned, With lighted torch goes careless on his way; And soon bursts into flame the maple's spray, And vines are running fire along the ground.

To Death I yield but not to Doubt who slays before!

What mighty battles have I seen and heard waged between the trees and the west wind - an Iliad fought in the fields of air.

We born on date we ll die on date but not the same date or same day never.

The blunt large questions become connected to smaller, apparently esoteric ones.

the heart, this child of myself that resides in the flesh, this ultimate signature of the me, the start of my blindness and sleep, builds a death crèche.

We can continue our progress as a Nation toward the promise that all people are created equal and that our Nation will treat every person in that spirit.

What I really want out of life is to discover something new, something mankind didn’t know was possible to do.

For me, acting is like a therapy. I can express myself fully when I am acting and have blood in my veins. Even when I'm not working, I'm always living in my own world, imagining characters.

The smallest act of charity shall stand us in great stead.

The thorne comes forth with the point forwards.

You can wait for things to happen for you or you can make things happen for you.

As man's love or hatred, so he. Love and hatred exist only personified.