Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

Blame where you must, be candid where you can, And be each critic the Good-natured Man.

To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.

One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title page, another works away at the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index.

People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to copy.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.

Ridicule has always been the enemy of enthusiasm, and the only worthy opponent to ridicule is success.

Ceremonies are different in every country, but true politeness is everywhere the same.

Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.

There is new information.”“Are you going to share it?”“No.”Of course not. Because it would totally ruin his whole mysterious vibe. Can’t have that.

I am very concerned about the environment and psychological health of this beautiful planet.

While housing discrimination and segregation in 2005 still affect millions of people, that's not the way it has to be. Some things can change and should.

You find out the strength of a wind by trying to walk against it, not by lying down.

When there's a right and wrong thing to do, choose right regardless of what your friends do.

I've always felt protected. That's the God's honest truth.

Victimization has its privileges, and I want some.

The universe corresponds to the nature of your song.

I love theater. To have the people onstage right there, to be working in concert with other artists, this is a like a school of fish moving together.

I've never been involved with anyone who's set out to hurt people, to break legs. It is a bit of a dying art