The manners of women are the surest criterion by which to determine whether a republican government is practicable in a nation or not.

If your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader.

Always vote for principle, though you may vote alone, and you may cherish the sweetest reflection that your vote is never lost.

Try and fail,but don't fail to try.

The highest glory of the American Revolution was this: it connected in one indissoluble bond the principles of civil government with the principles of Christianity.

Whoever tells the best story wins.

I inhabit a weak, frail, decayed tenement; battered by the winds and broken in on by the storms, and, from all I can learn, the landlord does not intend to repair.

America... goes not abroad, in search of monsters to destroy. She is the well-wisher to the freedom and independence of all.

I have to study politics and war so that my sons can study mathematics, commerce and agriculture, so their sons can study poetry, painting and music.

The Sermon on the Mount commands me to lay up for myself treasures, not upon earth, but in Heaven. My hopes of a future life are all founded upon the Gospel of Christ.

I am a warrior, so that my son may be a merchant, so that his son may be a poet.

I know that the whole point—the only point—is tofind the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse tolet them go.

The knowledge of God is beginning of wisdom.

It has its dark splendor, to walk the nightmare terrain forever.

Everything is true for the person who believes it to be true.

On the one hand, it's common sense it's hard to see someone you love get sick or die. People are interconnected and their health is, too.

I knew after my first lesson what I wanted to do with my life.

We now have power under the Dodd-Frank legislation to break up banks. And I've said I will use that power if they pose a systemic risk.

I think sometimes that people are like onions. On the outside smooth and whole and simple but inside ring upon ring, complex and deep.

I'm breathing . . . are you breathing too? It's nice, isn't it?

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day When the last fires will wave to me