“I am a part of all that I have met.”

Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.

I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.

Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.

A louse in the locks of literature.

He makes no friend who never made a foe.

Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.

Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.

Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.

The old order changes yielding place to new.

And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.

If you don’t concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.

I found Him in the shining of the stars.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

We are all a part of every person we have ever met.

If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?

He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.

Me, I’m dishonest, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it’s the honest ones you have to watch out for.

Acceptance helps people move on with the rest of their lives.

One percent doubt is zero percent faith.

The man who does not value himself, cannot value anything or anyone.

Better to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being alive to the infinite mystery of it all.

How distant I am from people when I am with them, and how close when they are far away.

Look deep within yourself, and you’ll find something amazing.

We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the pain of regret.