What a thing friendship is - World without end.

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.

Fun is closely related to Joy -- a sort of emotional froth arising from the play of instinct.

Maybe 'Can't Stop Feeling' and 'Turn It On' we'll just release as singles. It's a thing The Beatles used to do which I really loved, the idea of releasing something as a single completely on its own.

Women? Women are like...thunderstorms. They're beautiful to look at, and sometimes they're nice to listen to-but most of the time they're just plain inconvenient.

Clarity is often found in stillness.

The perfecting of one's self is the fundamental base of all progress and all moral development.

There is nowhere in the four Gospels where Jesus uses the word 'homosexual.'

Nobody's favorite movie is some dark, dysfunctional slasher story. Everybody's favorite song is a sentimental song. So why all of a sudden is it bad to be sentimental in books?

If you’re going to have childhood dreams you should have great parents who let you pursue them and express your creativity

I feel like a stone you have picked up and thrown to the hard rock bottom of your heart.

Here she comes now, say, Mony, Mony. Shoot 'em down, turn around, come on, Mony.