The old order changeth yielding place to new.

'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

The white flower of a blameless life.

Theirs not to make reply Theirs not to reason why Theirs but to do and die.

Ring out the old ring in the new Ring happy bells across the snow.

God's finger touched him and he slept.

Sunset and evening star And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.

I was born to other things.

There lives more faith in honest doubt Believe me than in half the creeds

Not once or twice in our rough island story The path of duty was the way to glory.

There lives more faith in honest doubt Believe me than in half the creeds.

Art in Nature is rhythmic and has a horror of constraint.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.

This is a racist country.

Now comes the mystery.

The Vatican takes your breath away.

All the beauty of the world, 'tis but skin deep.

You whites make all the ammunition.

Nobody has wrestled everybody in the business like I have, especially not Bret Hart.

Fearless is falling madly in love again, even though you've been hurt before.

Tattoos are so widespread, so ugly and so very, very permanent. You can, in theory, have them removed - but a large chunk of your living flesh will go with it.