We kind o' thought Christ went agin war an' pillage.

Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.

Fate loves the fearless.

The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.

All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.

One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.

Light is the symbol of truth.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.

Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof.

The brain can be easy to buy, but the heart never comes to market.

Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.

If my work has a theme, I suspect it is a simple one: that most human beings are inescapably alone, and therein lies their tragedy.

The war existing between the senses and reason.

The birth of Jesus made possible not just a new way of understanding life but a new way of living it.

Children are the most wholesome part of the race, the sweetest, for they are the freshest from the hand of god.

After all these years I had the privilege of naming my private part, cause we have nicknames. So I named my private part pride... it's not much but at least I have my pride.

I wait for the morning of my tears

I am happy that the young girls have a lot more choices these days and an opportunity to feel better about themselves.

Music has always been profoundly important to me.

I'm able to actually choose places to go which have intrigued me for the last god knows how many years, and Tasmania's always been one of those places.

How could a person possibly become what he is not thinking? Nor is any thought, when persistently entertained, too small to have its effect. The 'divinity that shapes our ends' is indeed ourselves.