The great modern heresy in poetry is to confuse the use we make of words in a poem with modalities of speech...For true poetry is never speech but always a song.

The principle of equity first came into evidence in Roman jurisprudence and was derived by analogy from the physical meaning of the word.

I am not going to claim that modern anarchism has any direct relation to Roman jurisprudence; but I do claim that it has its basis in the laws of nature rather than in the state of nature.

A man of personality can formulate ideals, but only a man of character can achieve them.

I can imagine no society which does not embody some method of arbitration.

The most general law in nature is equity-the principle of balance and symmetry which guides the growth of forms along the lines of the greatest structural efficiency.

The sensitive artist knows that a bitter wind is blowing.

Love works miracles in stillness.

Progress is measured by richness and intensity of experience - by a wider and deeper apprehension of the significance and scope of human existence.

Art is pattern informed by sensibility.

Great changes in the destiny of mankind can be effected only in the minds of little children.

If satan succeds in blinding your mind, he has succeeded in arresting you because anything that can stop you from believing can stop your future.

Children aren't coloring books. You don't get to fill them with your favorite colors.

There are expressions and bulls-eyes of the spirit, there are epigrams, a little handful of words, in which a whole culture, a whole society is suddenly crystallized.

Some people more than others, they take things very seriously.

Sovereignty is a question of principle. We must tell the Iraqis: you are a sovereign people. And you are in charge of your own future.

Going first is courageous. I'm just talking on a spirit level now.

I'm impatient. Typically people think they know all about change and don't need help. Their approach tends to be more management-oriented than leadership-oriented. It's very frustrating.

A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean question: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well - or ill?

I reckon that’s the risk you run, letting somebody else raise you chilluns.

The more you know, the less sure you are.