In every human Beast, God has implanted a Principle, which we call Love of Freedom; it is impatient of Oppression, and pants for Deliverance.

The world is a severe schoolmaster, for its frowns are less dangerous than its smiles and flatteries, and it is a difficult task to keep in the path of wisdom.

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.

Remember, Christians, Negroes, black as Cain, /May be refin'd and join th' angelic train.

Since my return to America my Master, has at the desire of my friends in England given me my freedom.

Thou didst, in strains of eloquence refin'd, Inflame the soul, and captivate the mind.

Proceed, great chief, with virtue on thy sideThy every action let the goddess guide.

May be refined, and join the angelic train.

She wore a simple purple long-sleeved turtleneck, but streaks of white across her chest - flour perhaps? - distracted him, made him want to volunteer for cleanup duty.

The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive - perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.

The only failure is not to try.

Nostalgia is a form of depression both for a society and an individual.

No battle can be won in the study, and theory without practice is dead.

We've all got out self-destructive bad habits, the trick is to find four or five you personally like the best and just do those all the time.

From virtue all happy states arise.

Man errs not that he deems His welfare his true aim, He errs because he dreams The world does but exist that welfare to bestow.

If you must make a noise, make it quietly.

Being Canadian and from Winnipeg, I have the spirit of a dreamer because of the cold, and being in the basement thinking of possibilities of where else I can be in the world, in a good way!