Ocean into tempest wrought, To waft a feather, or to drown a fly.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.

In the culture we live in, there's this pervasive, shared agreement that there's a certain body type to admire, and it isn't actually based on anything real or substantive.

I have always advocated for funding and programs that increase our productivity and competitiveness

Out of the long list of nature’s gifts to man, none is perhaps so utterly essential to human life as soil.

In time and with water, everything changes.

Having an avatar doesn't give you an identity, and having a persona online doesn't make you a personality either.

Time and space, and freedom. That's what I want most. Isn't that true for all of us?

Love is more important than what we can take...Please say with me three times-Love! Love! Love!

When you die, God and the Angels will hold you accountable for all the pleasures you were allowed in life that you denied yourself.