good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What! hath some wolfe thy tender lambes ytorne? Or is thy bagpype broke, that soundes so sweete? Or art thou of thy loved lasse forlorne?

The merry cuckow, messenger of Spring, His trumpet shrill hath thrice already sounded.

Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time.

She bathed with roses red, And violets blew. And all the sweetest flowres That in the forrest grew.

So let us love, dear Love, like as we ought; Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Thankfulness is the tune of angels.

All for love, and nothing for reward.

Be bold, and everywhere be bold.

For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.

Men, when their actions succeed not as they would, are always ready to impute the blame thereof to heaven, so as to excuse their own follies.

I don't watch reality TV, my reality is tough enough.

if you don’t try at anything, you can’t fail… it takes back bone to lead the life you want

Civilized countries generally adopt gold or silver or both as money.

Despair is part of love.

We have a moral obligation to be interesting, for our gospel is loaded with life-and-death interest for people.

Fraternity among nations, however, touches the deepest desire of human nature

Light is the task where many share the toil.

The first years of a child's life are too important for a child's future - their development, earnings, behavior, and health - for anyone to ignore.

How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun.

Loving-kindness is the better part of goodness.