Quietly...softly, God taps on our tense shoulders with His love.

Never judge yourself so harshly that you never arise from the ashes of life.

Love sometimes injures. Friendship always benefits, After friendship is formed you must trust, but before that you must judge.

The stage lost a fine actor, even as science lost an acute reasoner, when [Holmes] became a specialist in crime.

It's good to dream. We can't out-give God. We can't out-love him, and we can't out-dream him.

The best place any Christian can ever be in is to be totally destitute and totally dependant upon God, and know it.

Let others seek renown in arms; For me wine's wars have greater charms: Then fill the bowl, boy; fill it high: 'Tis better drunk, than dead to lie.

A nod from a lord is a breakfast for a fool.

If the people really knew [the truth] the war would be stopped tomorrow. But of course they don't know and can't know.

When God thought of mother, He must have laughed with satisfaction, and framed it quickly - so rich, so deep, so divine, so full of soul, power, and beauty, was the conception.

When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry.

The poet resists the pressures of reality, including the pressures of violence, in making, in forming, the poem. The tension is in the resistance - the poem is an act of resistance.