The tongue may be an unruly member-- But silence poisons the soul.

Work for your own soul's sake.

To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, But life without meaning is the torture Of restlessness and vague desire-It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.

In time you shall see Fate approach you In the shape of your own image in the mirror.

Immortality is not a gift, Immortality is an achievement; And only those who strive mightily Shall possess it.

To love is to find your own soul Through the soul of the beloved one.

There is the silence of age, too full of wisdom for the tongue to utter it in words intelligible to those who have not lived the great range of life.

To this generation I would say: Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.

The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?

I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea. And the silence of the city when it pauses, And the silence of a man and a maid, And the silence for which music alone finds the word.

Those who first oppose a good work, seize it and make it their own, when the cornerstone is laid and memorial tablets are erected.

The Bible says that our core problem, the fundamental reason we do what we do, is sin.

Good governance is about nothing more or less than creating happiness. It really is that simple.

The Endangered Species Act is the strongest and most effective tool we have to repair the environmental harm that is causing a species to decline.

I want to surround myself with the people I care about and that has a lot to do with what love is. It's surrounding yourself with the people you do love and trust, and that kind of thing.

If you would know whether you have made a good confession, ask yourself I you have resolved to abandon your sins.

Dreaming means 'rehearsing' what you see, playing it over and over in your mind until it becomes as real to you as your life right now.

I admire my mother. She raised four kids and worked and had no help.

I grew up on a dirt road with brothers.

...cassoulet, like life itself, is not so simple as it seems.

People in general do not willingly read if they have anything else to amuse them.