Beshrew your eyes,They have o'erlook'd me and divided me;One half of me is yours, the other half yours,Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,And so all yours.

Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver.

By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.