So subtle is the atmosphere of opinion that it will make itself felt without words.

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

It's a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.

Whipping and abuse are like laudanum: you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.

I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak... I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.

Be the gardener of gratitude to grow flowers of happiness in your garden.

Laughter has got to be the single healthiest activity one can perform. Just think how healthy you would be if you could sincerely laugh at that which now oppresses you.

What is thine is mine and all mine is thine.

I had to face the facts, I was pear-shaped. I was a bit depressed because I hate pears. 'Specially their shape.

My muse must come to me on union time.

I could almost say it is my religion. I guess that sounds pretentious, but I want to live and breathe cinema.

My breath in the cold air was bleach that accidentally spilled on a black t-shirt.

Perpetual pushing and assurance put a difficulty out of countenance and make a seeming difficulty gives way.

Friendship is in the end no more than: " . . . a lie which seeks to make us believe that we are not irremediably alone."

Mock mockers after that That would not lift a hand maybe To help good, wise or great To bar that foul storm out, for we Traffic in mockery.