“How much do I love you? I’ll tell you no lie. How deep is the ocean? How high is the sky?”

A pretty girl is like a melody. That haunts you night and day.

You’re not sick you’re just in love.

They say that falling in love is wonderful, it’s wonderful, so they say.

God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her through the night with a light from above.

A man may be hot but he’s not when he’s shot cause you can’t get a man with a gun.

I’ve got my love to keep me warm.

Life is 10 percent what you make it, and 90 percent how you take it.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know.

I’m dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white.

After you get what you want you don’t want it.

There is an element of truth in every idea that lasts long enough to be called corny.

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep.

Everybody ought to have a lower East Side in their life.

Popular music is popular because a lot of people like it.

The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.

Got no checkbooks, got no banks. Still I’d like to express my thanks – I’ve got the sun in the mornin’ and the moon at night.

What I’m not confused about is the world needing much more love, no hate, no prejudice, no bigotry and more unity, peace and understanding. Period.

Love isn’t what I have the opportunity to get from this world. Love is what I have the opportunity to give.

Oh, thank you love With all my heart and soul I thank you love Each day that comes and goes I thank you love I thank you ’cause you gave me true love

To love is to be delighted by the happiness of someone, or to experience pleasure upon the happiness of another. I define this as true love.

I think autumn can teach us a lot about love. About how muh beauty can be hidden in layers of change.

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.

God loves to take people from broken backgrounds and surprise them with possibilities.

I feel like, with makeup, I really picked it up on my own. There’s no one really in my family – my grandma is probably the closest – who loves makeup like I do.