When we hate a person, with an intimate, imaginative, human hatred, we enter into his mind, or sympathize -- any strong interest will arouse the imagination and create some sort of sympathy.

There is no way to penetrate the surface of life but by attacking it earnestly at a particular point.

A strange and somewhat impassive physiognomy is often, perhaps, an advantage to an orator, or leader of any sort, because it helps to fix the eye and fascinate the mind.

One should never criticize his own work except in a fresh and hopeful mood. The self-criticism of a tired mind is suicide.

Failure sometimes enlarges the spirit. You have to fall back upon humanity and God.

An artist cannot fail; it is a success to be one.

The imaginations which people have of one another are the solid facts of society.

As social beings we live with our eyes upon our reflection, but have no assurance of the tranquillity of the waters in which we see it.

To get away from one's working environment is, in a sense, to get away from one's self; and this is often the chief advantage of travel and change.

Form the habit of making decisions when your spirit is fresh...to let dark moods lead is like choosing cowards to command armies.

Every general increase of freedom is accompanied by some degeneracy, attributable to the same causes as the freedom.

Our national emblem has four lions but unfortunately we have highlighted more lambs and wolfs than real lions of our country.

Life is forgiving and amazing. Embrace it. Cultivate it. Make it yours!

You have a heart, you have a face, You are a girl with a grace, You are simple, you are true, You are catching and I love you.

Should the political process not work, there is always the other approach.

When it reaches a blockage, water find the easiest path around the blockage, or it continues to assemble, and flows over the blockage.

I always felt an outsider.

I begin and end each day with prayer, meditation, and thoughts about what I am grateful for.

Me neither,” Shane put in. “Homie don’t play that.” “I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all,” Amelie said.

Moths like me die by the thousands every minute. Her work goes on all the same. Glory unto Mother!

To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.