The art of losing isn't hard to masters; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

There are no substitutes for fresh air, sunshine and exercise.

Education is that which discloses to the wise and disguises from the foolish their lack of understanding.

How much more grievous are the consequences of anger than the causes of it.

There is only one honest impulse at the bottom of Puritanism, and that is the impulse to punish the man with a superior capacity for happiness.

What want these outlaws conquerors should have But History's purchased page to call them great?

I've learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances.

Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have Immortal longings in me.

You are never given a dream without also being given the power to make it true. You may have to work for it, however.

Suppose Christianity is not a religion but a way of life, a falling in love with God, and, through Him, a falling in love with our fellows. Of course, such a way is hard and costly, but it is also joyous and rewarding even in the here-and-now. People who follow that Way know beyond all possible argument that they are in harmony with the purpose of God, that Christ is with them and in them as they set about His work in our disordered world. If anyone thinks this is perilous and revolutionary teaching, so much the better. That is exactly what they thought of the teaching of Jesus Christ. The light He brought to bear upon human affairs is almost unbearably brilliant: but it is the light of Truth, and in that light human problems can be solved.

The Good are better made by Ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.

I would rather not be a king than to forfeit my liberty.

God sends cold according to Cloathes.

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who hope that their dreams will come true.

A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.

You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell whether a man is wise by his questions.

We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.

He who believes is strong; he who doubts is weak. Strong convictions precede great actions.

"Convey," the wise it call. "Steal!" foh! a fico for the phrase! -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 3.

Football is a mistake. It combines the two worst elements of American life. Violence and committee meetings.