When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?

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.

After a night of drinking, she would be a pale, starling-sized creature, but now, in this place, she is moonlight in heels.

He was dead. However, his nose throbbed painfully, which he thought odd in the circumstances.

I never go anywhere or do anything that transports me outside the boundaries of my mind.

I'm thinking about killing Michael Moore, and I'm wondering if I could kill him myself, or if I would need to hire somebody to do it.

Be careful to trust a person who does not like wine.

Mult-Tenancyi is really the future of our industry.

I don't want to end up losing my soul.

I never grew up dreaming about a wedding - I don't think about things like that. I don't know how to explain it. All I care about is to be happy.

There are infinite shades of grey. Writing often appears so black and white.

When we transplant organs, we are enabling viruses to jump natural barriers between species.