When pain ends, gain ends too.

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.

All right, baby, " Daphne crooned."Talk to Mama and tell me all your secrets. . . .

Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.

Learn from the mistakes of others - you can't live long enough to make them all yourself.

I think that in today's world, by nature, we are all self-centered. And that often leads to selfishness.

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination.

The true antidote to greed is contentment. If you have a strong sense of contentment, it doesn't matter whether you obtain the object of your desire or not. Either way, you are still content.

I want to be a diva... like people-totally-respect-my-music diva, not diva like carry-my-diet-Coke-around.

We must have the faith that things will work out somehow, that God will make a way for us when there seems no way.

And what is it, according to Plato, that philosophy is supposed to do? Nothing less than to render violence to our sense of ourselves and our world, our sense of ourselves in the world.

A woman is human. She is not better, wiser, stronger, more intelligent, more creative, or more responsible than a man. Likewise, she is never less. Equality is a given. A woman is human.