Out of the attempt to harmonize our actual life with our aspirations, our experience with our faith, we make poetry, - or, it may be, religion.

In morals, what begins in fear usually ends in wickedness; in religion, what begins in fear usually ends in fanaticism. Fear, either as a principle or a motive, is the beginning of all evil.

Extreme vanity sometimes hides under the garb of ultra modesty.

Childhood sometimes does pay a second visit to man; youth never.

What we truly and earnestly aspire to be, that in some sense we are. The mere aspiration, by changing the frame of mind, for the moment realizes itself.

All my experience of the world teaches me that in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred the safe side and the just side of a question is the generous side and the merciful side.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

All government, all exercise of power, no matter in what form, which is not based in love and directed by knowledge, is a tyranny.

Nature and truth are one, and immutable, and inseparable as beauty and love.

To reason from analogy is often dangerous, but to illustrate by a fanciful analogy is sometimes a means by which we light an idea, as it were, into the understanding of another.

What we truly and earnestly aspire to be, that in some sense we are.

It isn’t easy, ” is easy to say and sometimes I think that the only thing we can dois say really easy things to each other.

You're all so busy trying to be tough that you've forgotten how to be brave.

A bad day can tell you more about yourself than a good day.

With fame, I'm able to create more. With every success, you have more freedom to create.

I don't know if experimental is a word I would ever use comfortably.

I loved playing the part of the feisty Annie Sullivan in The Miracle Worker

It is not necessary to prohibit or encourage oddities of conduct which are not harmful.

Each failure to sell will increase your chances for success at your next attempt.

I think I'd be a good pimp cuz I'd never beat my ho's.

But this…this kid wasn’t dead yet. Makes no sense to me. (Bubba) Maybe someone spiked his Wheaties? (Nick)