It was part of your religion to hate the British.

The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet.

Reform is born of need, not pity. No vital movement of the people has worked down, for good or evil; fermented, instead, carried up the heaving, cloggy mass.

War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums.

You will find the poet who wrings the heart of the world, or the foremost captain of his time, driving a bargain or paring a potato, just as you would do.

... while the light burning within may have been divine, the outer case of the lamp was assuredly cheap enough.

These great turning-days of life cast no shadow before, slip by unconsciously. Only a trifle, a little turn of the rudder, and the ship goes to heaven or hell.

America may have great poets and novelists, but she never will have more than one necromancer.

Nowhere in this country, from sea to sea, does nature comfort us with such assurance of plenty, such rich and tranquil beauty as in those unsung, unpainted hills of Pennsylvania.

We have grown used to money. The handling, the increase of it, is the chief business of life now with most of us.

Reform is born of need, not pity.

A meme a day keeps the planes away.

God always rewards openly what was done in the secret.

I cannot recall, in any of my reading, a single instance of a prophet who applied for the job.

The more immoral we become in big ways, the more puritanical we become in little ways.

What would a Frey know of honor? - Sir Davos Seaworth

Everyone loves good looks, but personality is what sells for me. I want someone to have fun and go on adventures with. I do like guys with tattoos, though.

Like father like son, like mother like daughter!

Listen to the river sing sweet songs to rock my soul.

...maybe hope isn't such a bad thing. Maybe it's what keeps us together.