To Him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, He bounds, connects and equals all!

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

The best way to prove the clearness of our mind, is by showing its faults; as when a stream discovers the dirt at the bottom, it convinces us of the transparency and purity of the water.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings; Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.

Promise yourself to achieve lifestyle you’ve always dreamt of… and dare to achieve it!

Send these images of me through the internet out into the universe, where I will continue my out-of-body existence.

In a sense, knowledge shrinks as wisdom grows: for details are swallowed up in principles.

With the help of technology, teachers will be leaders in the transformation of education around the world.

Falsehood is a perennial spring.

As an actor, you most often play relatively average parts, so to get to play extreme versions of anything, those are the most exciting parts.

I will not live out of me I will not see with others' eyes My good is good, my evil ill I would be free.

People who record birdsong generally do it very early-before six o'clock-if they can. Soon after that, the invasion of distant noise in most woodland becomes too constant and too loud.

When the creations of a genius collide with the mind of a layman, and produce an empty sound, there is little doubt as to which is at fault.

The only way to treat the common cold is with contempt.