The mighty Rain Holds the vast empire of the sky alone.

The air was fragrant with a thousand trodden aromatic herbs, with fields of lavender, and with the brightest roses blushing in tufts all over the meadows.

Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings.

The moon is at her full, and riding high, Floods the calm fields with light. The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.

It is said to be the manner of hypochondriacs to change often their physician.

Hark to that shrill, sudden shout, The cry of an applauding multitude, Swayed by some loud-voiced orator who wields The living mass as if he were its soul!

These struggling tides of life that seem In wayward, aimless course to tend, Are eddies of the mighty stream That rolls to its appointed end.

But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame.

Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.

There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night; And grief may hide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.

The groves were God's first temples.

Politics devoid of ethics does not further human welfare, and life without morality reduces humans to the level of beasts.

It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.

Life does not come with instructions on how to live, but it does come with trees, sunsets, smiles and laughter, so enjoy your day.

We know well only what we are deprived of.

In the theater, you go from point A to point Z, building your performance as the evening progresses. You have to relinquish that control on a film.

I remain an eternal optimist about love. I believe in love.

People want movies to be one thing or another; they want it be fact or fiction.

It was the way she felt when she looked at the stars.

I am young enough to try my hands at all kinds of cinema.