When I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.

For Satan always finds some mischief still for idle hands to do.

The eyes of a man in the jaundice make yellow observations on everything; and the soul tinctured with any passion diffuses a false color over the appearance of things.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small: Love so amazing, so divine Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Poesy and oratory omit things not essential, and insert little beautiful digressions, in order to place everything in the most effective light.

Every one of his opinions appears to himself to be written with sunbeams.

Speak softly. It is far better to rule by love than fear.Speak softly. Let no harsh words mar the good we may do here.

If I could reach from pole to pole or grasp the ocean with a span, I would be measured by the soul The mind's the standard of the Man.

When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.

Learning to trust is one of life's most difficult tasks.

Our God, our help in ages past,Our hope for years to come,Our shelter from the stormy blast,And our eternal home.

It's the way you fall you. Gotta let yourself go.

New York City has finally hired women to pick up the garbage, which makes sense to me, since, as I've discovered, a good bit of being a woman consists of picking up garbage.

Maid of Athens ere we part Give oh give me back my heart!

Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind.

It is my conviction that the public always shows itself more honest in its spontaneity than do those who officially set themselves up as judges of works of art.

I did not call for the extermination of people, but of ideas.

Are you okay?' she asked me. Of course,' I said. 'Why wouldn't I be okay?' There are lots of reasons why you might not be okay.' There are lots of reasons why anyone might not be okay,' I said.

Shake it off and move on.

I will not be sworn but love may transform me to an oyster