“Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.”

This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me.

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired-I will never be noisy when you want to be still…nobody else will see me, but you-but that is enough-I shall not want any more.

We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.

Friends are nations in themselves.

I tasted life.

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

Fortune befriends the bold.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.

Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.

For me acting, comes straight from the heart. In that sense I don’t act at all. I think that to feel the character’s pain I have to be myself. Somewhere audiences see that.

To lead yourself, use your head; to lead others, use your heart. Always touch a person’s heart before you ask him for a hand.

May my heart always be open to little birds, who are the secrets of living. Whatever they sing is better than to know. And if men should not hear them – then men are old.

If you want to become something, achieve something in life, then always listen to your heart.

Her eyes spoke a thousand stories that her heart refused to Share with the world.

For once in life unconditional your thoughts, desperate to be set free, Who were you at the core go your heart before you were told what to be.

[God] is able to take your life, with all of the heartache, all of the pain, all of the regret, all of the missed opportunities, and use you for His glory.

I have come to light the lamp of love in your hearts, to see that it shines day by day with added luster.