One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.

Longing, it may be, is the gift no other gift supplies.

Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.

One step at a time is all it takes to get you there.

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must be. I never spoke with God, Nor visited in Heaven; Yet certain am I of the spot, As if a chart were given.

Love is like life-merely longer.

The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care