To walk abroad is, not with eyes, But thoughts, the fields to see and prize; Else may the silent feet, Like logs of wood, Move up and down, and see no good, Nor Jor nor glory meet.

This moment exhibits infinite space, but there is a space also wherein all moments are infinitely exhibited, and the everlasting duration of infinite space is another region and room of joys.

You never enjoy the world aright, till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens and crowned with the stars.

You are as prone to love, as the sun is to shine.

The world is a mirror of infinite beauty, yet no man sees it.

You are as prone to love as the sun is to shine; it being the most delightful and natural employment of the soul of humans.

I will not by the noise of bloody wars and the dethroning of kings advance you to glory: but by the gentle ways of peace and love.

Sure Man was born to meditate on things, And to contemplate the eternal springs Of God and Nature, glory, bliss and pleasure: That life and love might be his eternal treasure.

Souls are God's jewels.

The world is a mirror of infinite beauty, yet no man sees it. It is a Temple of Majesty, yet no man regards it. It is a region of Light and Peace, did not men disquiet it. It is the Paradise of God.

To love one person with a private love is poor and miserable: to love all is glorious.

What doesn't quicken dies. That's an indisputable truth of life.

It's all about the smiles!

Poverty - one thing money can't buy.

You never realize what a good memory you have until you try to forget something.

I'm a bit of a shill for the Clinton Administration, which has its perks. I'm invited to all the inaugural balls.

All I know is, as long as I led the Southeastern Conference in scoring, my grades would be fine.

I am not confident around people. Maybe, I have become slightly more confident over the years because of my profession.

Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land Of Nod.

Every age has its happiness and troubles.

I should not like to say ... that any kind of knowledge is not to be learned; for all knowledge appears to be a good.