If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.
Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not
Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams The summer time away.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.
I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever