“On a clear day, on a clear day, you can see forever, and ever, and ever more.”

Why can’t a woman be more like a man? Men are so honest, so thoroughly square.

We met at nine We met at eight I was on time No, you were late Ah yes! I remember it well.

There even are places where English completely disappears. In America, they haven’t used it for years!

On a clear day, how it will astound you That the glow of your feelings outshines every star.

On a clear day, rise and look around you, and you’ll see who you are.

Men die but an idea does not.

Lots of cosy sky That God and I can share. I need air. I need air.

A schedule so tight that it would only work if I didn’t sleep on Monday nights.

Pleasure without joy is as hollow as passion without tenderness.

It’s not a pretty face, I grant you. But underneath its flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.

All to often, however, what she [the woman] does want is the man she hopes she will make out of the man she already has.

Don’t let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

I could have danced all night!

There’s a smile on my face for the whole human race.

Eternally noble, historically fair; Who, when you win, will always give your back a pat. Why can’t a woman be like that?

By order summer lingers through September In Camelot.

There comes a day when, for someone who has persecuted us, we feel only indifference, a weariness at his stupidity. Then we forgive him.

The day that each person willingly accepts himself or herself for who he or she is and acknowledges the uniqueness of God’s framing process marks the beginning of a journey to seeing the handiwork of God in each life.

I enjoy just being me. I don’t need to be Queen Latifah, the brand, 24 hours a day.

And the horizons still wait for the day when you will rise again.

So I accept these awards on behalf of the cake bakers and all of those other women who can do some things quite as important, if not more important, than flying, as well as in the name of women flying today.

Some days are made to lay in bed naked with you all day.

Another solid run through Central Park. Admittedly, six miles turns out to be a bad idea after a full day in heels!

One thing I know for sure about raising children is that every single day a kid needs discipline. But also every single day a kid needs a break.