There is a great life-giving, warming power called Love, which exists in human hearts dumb and unseen, but which has no real life, no warming power, till set free by expression.

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.

You are the only one that is responsible for loving your life unconditionally, no matter the level of its flaws.

The mind grows by taking in, but the heart grows by giving out.

Hardship makes us to rely solely on God for help.

Hope is the major weapon against the suicide impulse.

In many ways, not fitting in has been a comedic asset and a comedic resource.

What we have come to, through a combination of popular psychology and expanding technology, is a presumption that all our thoughts and feelings are worth uttering.

The ban on the burkini, which is basically a wetsuit, seems particularly ridiculous.

What I've attempted to do is establish a world through art in which the validity of my Negro experience could live and make its own logic.

I've been lucky to have some great opportunities acting with some great people since leaving Corrie, I have certainly been kept busy since leaving the street!

You're a man, but the day you raise your voice to your mother, you're not anymore.