You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever

Failure is, in a sense, the highway to success.

Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams The summer time away.

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion-- I have shuddered at it, I shudder no more. I could be martyred for my religion. Love is my religion and I could die for that. I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.

... Who alive can say 'Thou art no Poet - mayst not tell thy dreams'? Since every man whose soul is not a clod Hath visions, and would speak, if he had loved, And been well nurtured in his mother tongue.

Health is the greatest of blessings - with health and hope we should be content to live.