You needn't be afraid of life! Life is so good when you do something that is good and just.

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.

What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

Drive nature out of the door and it will fly in at the window

Loving someone is different from being in love with someone. You can hate someone you're in love with

They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.

Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent.

But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.

Fathers, provoke not your children to wrath.

How good life is when one does something good and just!

Schoolboys are a merciless race, individually they are angels, but together, especially in schools, they are often merciless.

Your strength is greater than your struggles.

In the process of looking at broken paths, we often forget the lights that illuminates that path.

Yes, I know everything can disappear in a flash of light. That doesn’t make anything less valuable.

I find that I keep offering God my service when what He wants is my fellowship

Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: 'Here are our monsters, ' without immediately turning the monsters into pets.

Let us not act out of fear and misunderstanding, but out of the values of inclusion, diversity, and regard for all that make our country great.

I've always been a composer dependent on texts.

Republicans are horrible with civil liberties, and not so good with dollars and cents. Democrats are horrible with dollars and cents, and not so good with civil liberties.

Only the clever men can be flexible; others are condemned to remain as rigid!

September twenty-second, Sir, the bough cracks with unpicked apples, and at dawn the small-mouth bass breaks water, gorged with spawn.