If we have the courage and tenacity of our forebears, who stood firmly like a rock against the lash of slavery, we shall find a way to do for our day what they did for theirs.

In the business world, everyone is paid in two coins: cash and experience. Take the experience first; the cash will come later.

Every theory of love, from Plato down, teaches that each individual loves in the other sex what he lacks in himself.

Ram thou fruitful tidings in mine ears, That long time have been barren.

Aggression which is flagitious when committed by one, is not sanctioned when committed by a host.

The heart is the first feature of working minds. -Frank Lloyd Wright.

Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.

the blackberry bees reorchestrate their chant.

I have a heart with room for every joy.

The frustrated follow a leader less because of their faith that he is leading them to a promised land than because of their immediate feeling that he is leading them away from their unwanted selves. Surrender to a leader is not a means to an end but a fulfillment. Whither they are led is of secondary importance.

The willow knows what the storm does not; the power to endure harm outlives the power to inflict it.

Me therefore studious of laborious ease.

Adventure is not outside a man, it is within.

Live by what you trust, not by what you fear.

Feast of Mary Magdalen, Apostle to the Apostles It is for Christ's sake that we believe in the Scriptures, but it is not for the Scriptures' sake that we believe in Christ.

Poetry is itself a thing of God; He made his prophets poets;and the more We feel of poesie do we become Like God in love and power,--under-makers.

It is a talent of the weak to persuade themselves that they suffer for something when they suffer from something; that they are showing the way when they are running away; that they see the light when they feel the heat; that they are chosen when they are shunned.

A conservative is a worshipper of dead radicals.

When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; When man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!.

Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart!