The sky is that beautiful old parchment in which the sun and the moon keep their diary.

America! half brother of the world! With something good and bad of every land.

The biggest danger for a politician is to shake hands with a man who is physically stronger, has been drinking and is voting for the other guy.

Think not those faithful who praise all thy words and actions; but those who kindly reprove thy faults.

We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us.

Let us endeavor to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Private property began the instant somebody had a mind of his own.

Brady's First Law of Problem Solving: When confronted by a difficult problem, you can solve it more easily by reducing it to the question: How would the Lone Ranger have handled this?

Auribus teneo lupum I have the wolf by the ears

A man finds he has been wrong at every preceding stage of his career, only to deduce the astonishing conclusion that he is at last entirely right.

Our own life is the instrument with which we experiment with the truth. -Thich Nhat Hanh.

Feast of Christina Rossetti, Poet, 1894 Heaven overarches earth and sea, Earth-sadness and sea-bitterness. Heaven overarches you and me: A little while and we shall be - Please God -- where there is no more sea Nor barren wilderness. Heaven overarches you and me, And all earth's gardens and her braves. Look up with me, until we see The day break and the shadows flee. What though to-night wrecks you and me, If so to-morrow saves?

Cleverness is serviceable for everything, sufficient for nothing.

In every pang that rends the heart the Man of Sorrows has a part.

The only man who is a bigger fool than the one who knows it all is the one who will argue with him.

For many children, joy comes as the result of mining something unique and wondrous about themselves from some inner shaft.

There is no greater sorrow Than to be mindful of the happy time In misery.

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower.

Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.

It is man that makes truth great, not truth that makes man great.