What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.

These violent delights have violent ends.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

Parting is such sweet sorrow

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

What are we to do when we seem to grow out of God? Or at least the understanding of God that we grew up with?

The more words you know, the more clearly and powerfully you will think...and the more ideas you will invite into your mind.

Unless the soul is fed and exercised daily, it becomes weak and shriveled. It remains discontented, confused, restless.

Dissimilarity of habit tends more than anything to destroy affection.

I did pilots here and there but mostly I was doing little bits in movies.

New Yorkers are either the nicest or the rudest.

Baby-carrying means your hearts are close together. It's a very intense and beautiful way to bond with your baby, very intimate. It's also easier than a stroller.

I do lots of activities. I hang out with friends.

Those who have the most, who earn the most, must give an example, because that is important for Spain's collective effort.

My experience of people is that they are infinitely forgivable.