When the friends we love the best Lie in their churchyard bed, We must not cry too bitterly Over the happy dead.

All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.

Do no sinful action, speak no angry word; ye belong to Jesus, children of the Lord.

There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.

The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And order'd their estate.

He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.

God hath his mysteries of grace, Ways that we cannot tell, He hides them deep, like the secret sleep Of him he loved so well.

He guides us into pastures green, He leads to bowers of bliss, Our Father lives, the God unseen, and Christ our Shepherd is.

Christian children all must be mild, obedient, good as He.

Arrogance and selfishness are not the only reasons behind our loneliness, but most often we used to be alone because of them.

It doesn't matter who you love, where you love, why you love, when you love or how you love, it only matters that you love!

Don't laugh at a youth for his affectations he's only trying on one face after another till he finds his own.

Sometimes what we want isn't what's best for us - Della

I used to like writing for comedians - I enjoyed the challenge of making other people funny.

Bureaucracy is like a fungus that contaminates everything.

Right now my taste is going more for things that are organic where the people are using all the sonic possibilities in interesting ways.

But stories somehow lengthen when begun.

My reason is not framed to bend or stoop: my knees are.

A man suffers death himself as often as he loses those dear to him.