We love but while we may; And therefore is my love so large for thee, Seeing it is not bounded save by love.

It's better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would've happened if I had tried

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

We are all a part of every person we have ever met.

I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips... the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.

Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'.

The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.

...and our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.

Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.

if you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.

God gives us love! Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.

As you can see, there are quite a number of things taught in school that one has to unlearn or at least correct.

Life is an individual race of endurance.

I think there are lovely sunsets in hell—and that’s where my desire for you is sending me

You can close more business in two months by becoming interested in other people than you can in two years by trying to get people interested in you.

Women should work with local and state leaders and be vocal about ensuring there's more diversity and more women involved.

Ive been a stand-up comedian for years, and I can be silly.

Sometimes you got to get sick before you can feel better.

Perhaps Clankers and Darwinists would always be at war, if only in their hearts.

To the winner, there is 100-percent elation, 100-percent fun, 100-percent laughter; and yet the only thing left to the loser is resolution and determination.

His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise.