I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
The popularity of that baby-faced boy, who possessed not even the elements of a good actor, was a hallucination in the public mind, and a disgrace to our theatrical history.
Love's a fire that needs renewal Of fresh beauty for its fuel.
Our purpose is to grow up and become love
the soul of conversation is sympathy