Nothing Gold Can Stay

So dawn goes down to day/ Nothing gold can stay.

Trusty, dusky, vivid, true, With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The great artificer made my mate.

I go to school - to youth - to learn the future

Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.

A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.