When any great design thou dost intend, Think on the means, the manner, and the end.

Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber and their gravel gold; His genuine and less guilty wealth t' explore, Search not his bottom, but survey his shore.

Learn to live well, that thou may'st die so too; To live and die is all we have to do.

The man who first abused his fellows with swear-words instead of bashing their brains out with a club should be counted among those who laid the foundations of civilization.

Actions of the last age are like almanacs of the last year.

Poetry is of so subtle a spirit, that in the pouring out of one language into another it will evaporate.

Who fears not to do ill fears the name, And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.

Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show; We may our ends by our beginnings know.

Uncertain ways unsafest are, and doubt a greater mischief than despair.

Such is our pride, our folly, or our fate, That few, but such as cannot write, translate.

You prove but too clearly that seeking to know Is too frequently learning to doubt.

How I treat my daughter today, is how my daughter will treat you, tomorrow.

When you study God’s Word and incorporate His wisdom and principles into your daily life, your whole perspective will change.

Day will move on and live his life. So will I. We will be okay. Someday, perhaps in the far and distant future, we'll find each other again.

Toni, I barely know you, but I canna see anything remotely unworthy about you. any man would be blessed and honored to receive yer love." (Ian MacPhie)

I'd like for people to remember me as a winner, because I ain't never been nothin but a winner.

We're both cat lovers [with Marilyn Manson].

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

Poetry reminds us of the truths about life and human nature that we knew all along, but forgot somehow because they weren't yet in memorable language.

I am convinced that not only do children need children's books to fine-tune their brains, but our civilization needs them if we are not going to unplug ourselves from our collective past.

T'is the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone.