The message from the hedge-leaves, Heed it, whoso thou art; Under lowly eaves Lives the happy heart.

The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.

A breath, whence no man knows, Swaying the grating weeds, it blows; It comes, it grieves, it goes. Once it rocked the summer rose.

I question not if thrushes sing, If roses load the air; Beyond my heart I need not reach When all is summer there.

The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears. [So when you are crying remember also to anticipate and look for the rainbow.]

I pour into the world the eternal streams Wan prophets tent beside, and dream their dreams.

No command of art, No toil, can help you hear; Earth's minstrelsy falls clear But on the listening heart.

Holding occasion by the hand, Not over nice 'twixt weed and flower, Waiving what none can understand, I make mine hour.

If so men's memories not a monument be, None shalt thou have. Warm hearts, and not cold stone, Must mark thy grave, or thou shalt lie, unknown. Marbles keep not themselves; how then, keep thee?

The soul would have no rainbow, had the eyes no tears.

On the worst day of writing, the work is instructive. On the best day, the act is transcendent.

The sweetest music this side of heaven.

It is not enough to preach about family values, we must value families.

Collaboration is multiplication.

When I went in there, we used drum machine on "Time After Time" and "Human Nature".We don't use the drum machine to play a pattern. You play the pattern by being consistent.

Without butter, without eggs, there is no reason to come to France.

I've deliberately tried to calm myself down because eventually I want to be a good role model to my kids.

Spring appears and we are once more children.

(Her last words) Oh! I love Him! My God, I love You!

I want a busy life, a just mind, and a timely death.