Sometimes we forget that we might see so many beautiful things. Success is waking up in the morning, and getting out of bed because there is something out there that you love to do, that you believe in, and that you are good at. You bound out of bed because there is something that you are passionate about and can hardly wait to get at again today.

All the beautiful sentiments in the World weight less than a single lovely action. One can become the star of the class by making every moment count. He is humane who helps the others. If I had a fortune as large as my heart, there should not be one distressed person on the world.

To survive when others do not takes a particular sort of courage. Although you do not look older than 17, you spent the first half of your light paying the price for the success you own today, and yet, you still have greater potential for future success; it will bring forth music that will not only give you joy, but will also serve others.

Not only that, but every life you have come into contact with, you have had a beneficial impact. Clearly, the highest rewards in your life are not what you gained by working, but what you have become by being determined. They make use of your own generosity to oppress you. Who is able to give a hears, if a heart be wanting?

It is time to walk out of the shadows. When you stepped into my life, my eyes snapped open, a wave of gratitude washed over me because this beautiful person was able to grasp things so clearly, when others have not.

There is something in the tone of your voice that instilled peace to the surface of my mind. I was suddenly aware the atmosphere had changed. The air was suddenly bursting with anticipation and reconciliation. Warm and sweet feelings are all around you, there is gold dancing all around you, like the twinkling stars in the sky.

Your voice is soft and dark, I watched you when I was at your side, and we were safely hopeless and have been saved by love and liberty.

I watched you on the beach, when the fever glazed in your eyes; it is a gift and a blessing from my heart and soul. May your wishes and pleasure be satisfied, to strongly, only, vainly love thee still. Although I am all for you, my compliments are too pale for your praises. I love you so wildly that I can only love you alone.

There is no motive power in the experience, our love, at the beginning, is an unrestraint love. You walk in beauty and I can tell by the look in your eyes, it is going to be a beautiful night.

We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible. The involvement with you cannot easily be forgotten, it is the only true knowledge. Explanations take such a dreadful time.

There is nowhere I would want to be, but beside you, and all that is best of dark and bright met in your aspects and in your starry eyes; thus, mellowed to that tender light, which Heaven to a gaudy day denies.

Exploring is delightful to look forward to and back upon, but it is not comfortable at the time, unless it be of such an easy nature as not to deserve name. One shade the more, one ray the less, had half impaired the nameless grace, which waves in every raven tress, or softly lightens over your face.

These speeches look best in the Record, which make no appeal to the gallery. I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible.

Where thoughts serenely sweet express how pure, how dear their dwelling place, a heart whose love is innocent! A mind at peace with all below, oh memory torture me no more, my hopes of future bliss is worth a thousand pounds a word! Ah, why those happy hours renew, that never can be mine? Remember thee! Remember thee.

I can never get people to understand the love you have instilled in my heart and how it is an expression of excited passion. Far, we are near, meet in the sun, which shines here; gathered by light, air; falls there where you are, I am; poetry is not dead, nor genius lost.

Powerful angels, safe in Heaven, they smile when our souls triumph, and feeble ones weep over their destruction. If people would mind their own business, life would be gravy. You are the man of generosity, roaming above all thought, to the realms of pleasure. True generosity is greatness of soul.