Without love, our earth is a tomb

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.

Almost everything a leader fails to achieve is anything he fails to try. What is not attempted is what is difficult to do.

If you cultivate inner peace, flowers of happiness will grow in your garden to spread the fragrance of peace all over the world.

Feel guilty. Mourn this. But move on. Don't let it destroy you. Forgive yourself.

First health then wealth then pleasure and do not owe anything to anybody.

Never is liberty more easily lost than when we think we are defending it.

How presumptuous they had both been never to consider growing old as an achievement and a challenge. Aging was something they'd both wanted so much to avoid.

If the enemy can keep us occupied, we don't present much opposition.

Science's tools will never prove or disprove God's existence.

It's always intimidating to meet an icon.