The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride.

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.

A rational human being of the civilized world would be like the swan that can draw the milk from a mixture of milk and water, leaving aside the water.

The workshop door opened and Skulduggery emerged. "Ryan, " he said, "stop leaning on my car.

Perhaps you have an appetite to help others, to give of yourself so that others can have a better life ... and in so doing you yourself become successful.

Sometimes I feel like we are the same, but sometimes, like right now, I feel the separation between our personalities like I've just run into a wall.

An idea can be born from many things. Dreams, food, people... Ideas are everywhere. It's up to you on how you utilize them.

No, he focused on the one thing that he knew would keep him grounded the way the demon said he'd need

I am a goofy person, really. That's where my energy goes, that's how I live my life. The goof gene is very strong inside me, really.

Small crimes always precede great ones. Never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.

A person can meet anxiety to the extent that his values are stronger than the threat.

Throwing money at problems never solved anything!