A child's eyes, those clear wells of undefiled thought—what on earth can be more beautiful? Full of hope, love and curiosity, they meet your own.

A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers, There was a lack of woman's nursing, there was dearth of woman's tears; But a comrade stood beside him, while his lifeblood ebbed away.

Of all the joys that lighten suffering earth, what joy is welcomed like a new born child?

We have been friends together In sunshine and in shade.

A woman's suffering is never above half known, for the fact of the publicity of her wrongs is counted to her for disgrace.

I do not ask for my rights. I have no rights. I have only wrongs.

Perhaps there will come a time when...an unmarried mother will not be despised because of her motherhood...and when the right of the unborn to be born will not be denied or interfered with.

Until I truly loved, I was alone.

For death and life, in ceaseless strife, Beat wild on this world's shore, And all our calm is in that balm— Not lost but gone before.

Child murderers practice their profession without let or hindrance, and open infant butcheries unquestioned...Is there no remedy for all this ante-natal child murder?

Every poet hopes that after-times Shall set some value on his votive lay.

the day you will loose your tongue

Life is so humbling, when we slow down and witness the gifts.

Do you know the legend about cicadas? They say they are the souls of poets who cannot keep quiet because, when they were alive, they never wrote the poems they wanted to.

Photography is a lot like telling a large predatory cat what to do-while an audience of people you can't see watches you.

I think Mozart, like you, is an example of someone who has the gods moving through him, and his religion was creation.

I need to find creative diversity because if I get stuck, I get unhappy.

Life happens too fast for you ever to think about it. If you could just persuade people of this, but they insist on amassing information.

Every true friend is a glimpse of God.

the vicious result of privilege is that the creature who receives it becomes incapacitated by it as by a disease.

As an organization grows and succeeds, it sows the seeds of its own demise by getting boring.