All the windows of my heart I open to the day.

When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is dead.

All the windows of my heart I open to the day.

One brave deed makes no hero.

Peace hath higher tests of manhood, than battle ever knew.

God's colors all are fast.

Tradition wears a snowy beard, romance is always young.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

I'll lift you and you lift me, and we'll both ascend together.

From the death of the old the new proceeds, and the life of truth from the death of creeds.

It is no use trying to sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done.

Beauty seen is never lost, God's colors all are fast.

As a small businessperson, you have no greater leverage than the truth.

The smile of God is victory.

You don't always win your battles, but it's good to know you fought.

Before me, even as behind, God is, and all is well.

Give fools their gold, and knaves their power; let fortune's bubbles rise and fall; who sows a field, or trains a flower, or plants a tree, is more than all.

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts.

You dont always win your battles but its good to know you fought.

For all sad words of tongue and pen the saddest are these It might have been.

A little smile a word of cheer A bit of love from someone near A little gift from one held dear Best wishes for the coming year. These make a merry christmas

A faint blush melting through the light of thy transparent cheek like a rose leaf bathed in dew.

Oh for boyhoods painless play sleep that wakes in laughing day health that mocks the doctors rules knowledge never learned of schools.

The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray And darkly circled gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon.

Yet, in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed trust my spirit clings; I know that God is good!

And close at hand, the basket stood With nuts from brown October's wood.

Peace hath higher tests of manhood than battle ever knew.

Rest if you must, but never quit.

For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: 'It might have been!

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, "It might have been."

Swan flocks of lilies shoreward lying, In sweetness, not in music, dying.

The windows of my soul I throw wide open to the sun.

Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.

I did work out every day. I needed it to have the endurance to do what needed to be done and not get hurt. I have such a new respect for action stars now.

I mean the only thing that is hopefully good about us is after the arguments we can actually still face each other the next day or the day after and talk about something else and sort of get over it.

My favorite singer to this day is Nat King Cole. I've tried to emulate his phrasing. It is so absolutely beautiful to listen to his lovely voice.

I want to have babies one day but not right now. When I do it I want to do it really well. I want it to be my best project in life.

I think I've become a much better singer and a much better player. Years and years of playing a couple of hours every day will do that.

I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.

I just wrote one song at a time. Kinda like an alcoholic. One day at a time.

Working mothers do an hour more per day than working fathers do and working mothers do on average an hour more per day with the kids than working fathers do.

When it is time to get to work, I go away completely and don't do anything except the work. And that can be 16 hours a day.

George Pal had total control, and he was there on the set every day. You never met a more charming man in your entire lifetime - what a lovely gentleman.

I'll tell you what I did need to learn was tolerance, and I think I've been actually given a daily opportunity to practice that, and it's - it's - and I know that that sounds almost like a backhanded slap, and it is in a way because I haven't been successful at it every day.

Since the beginning, I always loved the game. When you grow up in Montreal, one day you want to be a professional hockey player. When I was six or seven, I knew that was what I wanted.

Depending on what day of the week it is and what time of the month it is, I'm a good friend or not a good friend. I'm more or less a good mom or not a good mom, more or less a good mate or not a good mate. That's just life, whether or not you're public.

Even if you walk exactly the same route each time - as with a sonnet - the events along the route cannot be imagined to be the same from day to day, as the poet's health, sight, his anticipations, moods, fears, thoughts cannot be the same.

A play is much easier to maintain your personal life with because if you're rehearsing, you're working like from 11 to 6 or 11 to 5 and you get to have your whole morning and your whole evening. When you're doing the play, you have all day.

I'd like to one day play Amanda, the mother, in The Glass Menagerie.