In this world, who can do a thing, will not; And who would do it, cannot, I perceive: Yet the will's somewhat — somewhat, too, the power — And thus we half-men struggle.

On a day like today I am stung by the splendor of a sudden thought.

If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing god invents

Who hears music, feels his solitude Peopled at once.

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!

How sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet

Love is the energy of life.

I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.

I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.

Grow old along with me the best is yet to be…