And friend received with thumps upon the back.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

There's so many different worlds, so many different suns. And we have just one world, but we live in different ones.

I would love to see a march on Washington that says 'Save our Social Security'

I don't think of myself as a particularly nostalgic person.

Right now I feel that I've got my feet on the ground as far as my head is concerned.

The second half of the twentieth century is a complete flop.

We are only living truly human lives just so far as we are labouring to keep God's commandments; no further.

Left unattended, problems only intensify.

For a community to be whole and healthy, it must be based on people's love and concern for each other.

It's nice to have a band that can adapt to whatever show we're in, so we can play on a big stage or a house show.

If sin rules in me, God's life in me will be killed; if God rules in me, sin in me will be killed.