What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth — Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?

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.

I was only attracted to him for, like, several minutes when I first met him, but I'm attracted to everyone when I first meet them. And then it wore off. It always wears off.

Let us keep a firm grip upon our money, for without it the whole assembly of virtues are but as blades of grass.

I love people; it's mankind I can't stand.

I'm not going to judge what I do.

I go on working for the same reason that a hen goes on laying eggs.

There are no immovable barriers to education.

I've never done real sci-fi. I've never played an alien. I've never played some sort of superhero. Which I'd love to do!

I'm not planning on singing too late. Maybe another eight or 10 years is enough before I retire. It would also be great to revisit all these stunning places around the world where I have toured.

Women in our generation, we were taught we can be and do anything as long as we work hard. But you can't work hard enough for two people.