Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.

The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is brotherhood.

There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.

At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky is a place of central calm.

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world.

Ah, great it is to believe the dream as we stand in youth by the starry stream; But a greater thing is to fight life through, and at the end, 'The dream is true!'

It is better to rust out than wear out.

Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out.

For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear - when you are the hammer, strike.

Choices are the hinges of destiny.

To throw oneself to the side of the oppressed is the only dignified thing to do in life.

They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down.

Awestruck, Flora stared at the dishevelled sisters with their blazing faces and radiant ragged wings, who smelled of no kin but the wild high air.

Like all other music, it breathed passion and pathos, and emotions high or tender, in a tongue native to the human heart, wherever educated.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole

Nay, in death's hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove's.

Tell me what your vision of the future and I will tell you what you are.

Sometimes you get tired of riding in taxicabs the same way you get tired riding in elevators. All of a sudden, you have to walk, no matter how far or how high up.

What difference does it make after all?--anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what’s heaven? what’s earth? All in the mind.

When you look at the Sacred Host you understand how much Jesus loves you now.

In mathematics the complicated things are reduced to simple things. So it is in painting.