wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.

I will walk where my own nature would be leading.

No coward soul is mine.

I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

Be so focused on achieving your true positive purpose in life, that you wouldn't have the time to be minding other people's business.

Not the one who knows the most, but the one who loves faithfully and consistently the most, is a true follower of Jesus.

When I joined the trio, it was as if I was capable of driving a sports car at 60, but Ray Brown and Oscar Peterson just kept pressing the pedal down, and I was trying to control the car at 80!

To an active mind, indolence is more painful than labor.

We only have one story. All novels, all poetry are built on the never-ending contest in ourselves of good and evil.

Prayer is the inheritance we receive and the legacy we leave.

At the moment, I have it planned as a six or seven year experiment, but the books will only ever appear in bursts like this every couple of years and only with the best quality artists.

You have been told that Real Life is not like college, and you have been correctly informed. Real Life is more like high school.

Only the right name gives beings and things their reality. A wrong name makes everything unreal. That's what lies do.

The poison of skepticism becomes, like alcoholism, tuberculosis, and some other diseases, much more virulent in a hitherto virgin soil.