“Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.”

Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?

Of what I call God, And fools call Nature.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

All’s love, yet all’s law.

At last awake from life, that insane dream we take for waking now.

You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.

Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.

My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.

A minute’s success pays the failure of years.

God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her.

Progress is The law of life: man is not Man as yet.

I hold that a man should strive to the uttermost for his life’s set prize.

There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing; and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.

I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.

Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!

If it feels good coming out, then I really don’t care about anything else, for real. It’s all about just having fun with it. If it feels like less work, then the project is coming out better.

If I feel like making something, if I feel like saying something on the track, that’s what I am going to do – regardless of reaction.

Anger tears me up inside, My own, or anyone else’s.

The feeling is that Fidel Castro’s much bigger than he actually is.

Life is simply what out feelings do to us.

You drain your energy in proving your worth to the world then wonder why you feel so empty.

What makes friendship indissolute and what doubles its charms is a feeling we find lacking in love: I mean certitude.

She built walls to protect herself from intruders who made her feel unworthy.