But, for a little while, this is the place for us -- a good place too--a place of good omen, a place of beginning things--and of ending things I never thought would end.

I learned what every dreaming child needs to know, that no horizon is so far you cannot get above it or beyond it.

If a man has any greatness in him, it comes to light, not in one flamboyant hour, but in the ledger of his daily work.

A lovely horse is always an experience.... It is an emotional experience of the kind that is spoiled by words.

A life has to move or it stagnates. Even this life, I think. Every tomorrow ought not to resemble every yesterday.

A word grows to a thought – a thought to an idea – an idea to an act. The change is slow, and the Present is a sluggish traveler loafing in the path Tomorrow wants to take.

A map says to you. Read me carefully, follow me closely, doubt me not... I am the earth in the palm of your hand.

That's what makes death so hard--unsatisfied curiosity

There's an old adage," he said, "translated from the ancient Coptic, that contains all the wisdom of the ages -- "Life is life and fun is fun, but it's all so quiet when the goldfish die.

In Africa people learn to serve each other. They live on credit balances of little favors that they give and may, one day, ask to have returned.

Conformation ... but not much else. Breeding, but too small a heart. You saw it everywhere - in men, in horses, and in women.

The glass is neither half empty, nor half full. The glass is just a glass and it's content can perpetually change with your perception.

You pass people on the street, some are for you, some are not.

Never worry about what you can't control...Focus on what you can.

Were you watching me sleep? Because I thought we agreed that's creepy.

Indentured servitude is banned, but what about students seeking to sell shares of their future earnings in exchange for money up front to pay for their college tuitions?

Simplicity boils down to two steps: Identify the essential. Eliminate the rest.

But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

There is in God - some say - A deep, but dazzling darkness; as men here Say it is late and dusky, because they See not all clear. O for that Night! where I in Him Might live invisible and dim!

We cannot live on probabilities. The faith in which we can live bravely and die in peace must be a certainty, so far as it professes to be a faith at all, or it is nothing.

What the Way is to the world, the stream is to the river and the sea.