Evil is an ungodly master

Life calls the tune, we dance.

God is love.

All empires fall eventually. It is the way of things.

Life is a tragedy wherein we sit as spectators for a while and then act our part in it.

If you are born an artist, you have no choice but to fight to stay an artist.

We have flown the air like birds and swum the sea like fishes, but have yet to learn the simple act of walking the earth like brothers.

We are all pilgrims in search of the unknown.

We're all just walking each other home.

I never object to a certain degree of disputatiousness in a young man from the age of seventeen to that of four or five and twenty, provided I find him always arguing on one side of the question.

I can never fear that things will go far wrong where common sense has fair play.