Webster said, ''Time them skeeters get done with that old man, his French blood will be all gone and he will speak American as good as we do.

There is a difference between right and wrong, always was and always will be, but each man's wrong and each man's right are different.

Now is History as fast as the mind remembers.

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.

What comes from sorrow, watered by tears, grows something of beauty. A salt garden. And so this I leave behind. A harvest for those who find their way into my life and I into theirs.

In the dime stores and bus stations, people talk of situations, read books, repeat quotations, draw conclusions on the wall.

We shall never find happiness by looking at our prayers, our doings, or our feelings; it is what Jesus is, not what we are, that gives rest to the soul.

I realize more and more how instinctively pessimistic I am of all human kindness -- since I am always so bowled over by it -- and am never surprised by injustice, malice or personal attack.

What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness.

The laws are very simple: thought is creative; fear attracts like energy; love is all there is.

Ultimately, it's a pretty confusing moment.

A dinner lubricates business.