There is no truer truth obtainable by Man than comes of music

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.

...our souls may be consumed by shadows, but that doesn't mean we have to behave as monsters.

No matter how old you are, you always want your mother’s love and acceptance. I guess I’m hoping one day I’ll get it back.

It is ironic that the only thing separating 'friend' from 'fiend' - is a single letter.

The most customer-centric organizations can answer any question by deciding what's best for the customer, without ever having to ask.

Watching the ball is always a good starting point.

Who can afford to do professional work for nothing? What hobbyist can put three man-years into programming, finding all bugs, documenting his product, and distributing it for free?

When we are truly passionate about something we are contagious.

God improvises. Man systematizes.

My father always said, 'It ain't bragging if it's true.'

Anybody who's ever mattered, anybody who's ever been happy, anybody who's ever given any gift into the world has been a divinely selfish soul, living for his own best interest. No exceptions.