"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!

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.

MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness, a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.

The measure of the state's success is that the word anarchy frightens people, while the word state does not.

My playground was the theatre. I'd sit and watch my mother pretend for a living. As a young girl that's pretty seductive.

Classical music requires an immense amount of concentration, and I don't know if I would've been that committed to that particular life.

God was showing off when he made you.

... it's important that people who are politically active understand both sides.

I mean Black Flag happened. I was lucky. I don't think I could have put together something with one percent of that oomph on my own.

Do what you love in your community.

I just like any music to swing, no matter what it is.

If you are living out of a sense of obligation you are slave.