Body and mind, and spirit, all combineTo make the Creature, human and divine.Of this great trinity no part deny.Affirm, affirm, the Great Eternal I.

The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.

There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.

When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view.

Divine the Powers that on this trio wait. Supreme their conquest, over Time and Fate. Love, Work, and Faith - these three alone are great.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.

Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose, if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.

A weed is but an unloved flower.

There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome.

With every deed you are sowing a seed, though the harvest you may not see.

Lose control once in a while, and your emotions will make your strong. Keep your heart open, and they’ll make you invincible.

Only God can break through the variegated walls of skin to capture the one and only hue of the heart. One Blood.

The importance of an artist is to be measured by the quantity of new signs which he has introduced to the language of art.

How warm I feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.

I knew from my youngest age I wanted to be a fashion designer. I was always draping fabric and working with color palettes.

Pathetic attitudes are not in keeping with greatness.

I don't want my girl to be so skinny she can knife me with her knee.

I had my first kiss when I was 11, but I think I've blocked it out of my mind because it was so bad. I'm not even sure it counts as a kiss.

She'd crack A joke sharp as a tin lid Hot from the teeth of the can-opener, And cackle her crack-corn laugh.

Everybody in all countries tries to play jazz.