Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are and what they might have been.

The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves.

A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.

Grace has been defined as the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.

Do not keep on with a mockery of friendship after the substance is gone - but part, while you can part friends. Bury the carcass of friendship: it is not worth embalming.

There is no prejudice so strong as that which arises from a fancied exemption from all prejudice.

Those who are at war with others are not at peace with themselves.

The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.

Fashion is gentility running away from vulgarity and afraid of being overtaken

I'm not smart, but I like to observe. Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why.

We are very much what others think of us. The reception our observations meet with gives us courage to proceed, or damps our efforts.

That's two full days away. Maybe, if I'm not dead by then, I can still take Sophie.

Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking 'bout the government.

Photography is about how you look and how you dream and how you see and what your interests are.

The PoWs went through something so horrible, you don't know who's coming back.

Thought is the only treasure that God sets outside all power and keeps to serve as a secret link among the unhappy.

Genuinely social people never ceased to amaze him. Their brains seemed to generate an inexhaustible fund of things to say, naturally, with no effort, out of nothing at all.

There is no point in criticizing readers for migrating online. You have to follow them and offer them something new.

In a theater, the part is mine and I can control it as I want to. In the movies, I don't have direct contact, and I am fighting technical machinery

Those whose hearts are pure are temples of the Holy Spirit.

What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?