We always weaken whatever we exaggerate.

A man I am, cross'd with adversity. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act iv. Sc. 1.

The old -- like children -- talk to themselves, for they have reached that hopeless wisdom of experience which knows that though one were to cry it in the streets to multitudes, or whisper it in the kiss to one's beloved, the only ears that can ever hear one's secrets are one's own!

Religion is a candle inside a multicolored lantern. Everyone looks through a particular color, but the candle is always there.

The linden, in the fervors of July, Hums with a louder concert. When the wind Sweeps the broad forest in its summer prime, As when some master-hand exulting sweeps The keys of some great organ, ye give forth The music of the woodland depths, a hymn Of gladness and of thanks.

Let not soft slumber close your eyes, Before you've collected thrice The train of action through the day! Where have my feet chose out their way? What have I learnt, where'er I've been, From all I've heard, from all I've seen? What have I more that's worth the knowing? What have I done that's worth the doing? What have I sought that I should shun? What duty have I left undone, Or into what new follies run? These self-inquiries are the road That lead to virtue and to God.

The tumult and the shouting dies, The captains and the kings depart; Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, A humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet Lest we forget,--lest we forget.

If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything.

America is a country where, thanks to Congress, there are 40 million laws to enforce 10 commandments.

Commemoration of Richard Baxter, Priest, Hymnographer, Teacher, 1691 If bodies please thee, praise God on occasion of them, and turn back thy love upon their Maker; lest in these things which please thee, thou displease. If souls please thee, be they loved in God: for they too are mutable, but in Him they are firmly established. ... The Confessions of St. Augustine June 15, 1996 Feast of Evelyn Underhill, Mystical Writer, 1941 Jesus remains unshaken as the practical man; and we stand exposed as the fools, the blunderers, the unpractical visionaries.

I have a heart with room for every joy.

Accuracy of observation is the equivalent of accuracy of thinking.

Or like a Spider, who, confin'd In her Web's centre, shakt with every winde, Moves in an instant, if the buzzing Flie Stir but a string of her Lawn Canopie. - Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

I don't eat junk foods and I don't think junk thoughts.

Heroes are created by popular demand, sometimes out of the scantiest materials.

Everything is a gift of the universe -- even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for our growth or our enjoyment.

Heroes and winners aren't the same thing.

Thus I set my printless feet O'er the cowslip's velvet head, That bends not as I tread.

a lot of elephants are running around with donkey jackets in the Democratic Party.

I don't even butter my bread; I consider that cooking.