Yes'm old friends is always best 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of.

Tact is after all a kind of mind reading.

Look bravely up into the sky, And be content with knowing That God wished for a buttercup Just here, where you are growing.

My childhood is very vivid to me, and I don't feel very different now from the way I felt then. It would appear I am the very same person, only with wrinkles.

A story should be managed so that it should suggest interesting things to the reader instead of the author's doing all the thinking for him, and setting it before him in black and white.

The growth of true friendship may be a lifelong affair.

I've found that people who look at things as they are, and not as they wish them to be, are the ones who succeed.

It seems to me like stealing, for men and women to live in the world and do nothing to make it better.

When she walked...she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jungle.

The warm sun kissed the earthTo consecrate thy birth,And from his close embraceThy radiant faceSprang into sight,A blossoming delight.

In the life of each of us there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness.

The process of creation begins way before one starts writing.

I wish for magic this season, laughter and fun.I wish for mistletoe kisses-those sparkly ones.

Oh, if the moon only had a secret, if the moon only held a truth. But the moon was just the moon.

There will be no prison which can hold our movement down.

Prayer is not an argument with God to persuade him to move things our way, but an exercise by which we are enabled by his Spirit to move ourselves his way.

A satyagrahi may not ride two horses, truth and untruth, at the same time, nor, to change the metaphor, trim his sail to catch every breeze as you do in the name of communism.

When you accept and appreciate yourself you can handle any situation with class, dignity and respect.

What if the beauty around us is meant as a reminder for the many gifts we have been given and our need to give thanks to them?

As a painter I make up projects for myself to express myself. And there's no client, there's no direction.

He is like a man using a candle to look for the sun