Ideally a book would have no order to it, and the reader would have to discover his own.

When an unskillful servant gathers many herbs, flowers, and seeds in a garden, you gather them out that are useful, and cast the rest out of sight; so Christ deals with our performances. All the ingredients of self that are in them He takes away, and adds incense to what remains, and presents it to God. This is the cause that the saints at the last day, when they meet their own duties and performances, know them not, they are so changed from what they were when they went out of their hand. "Lord, when saw we Thee naked or hungry?" So God accepts a little, and Christ makes our little a great deal.

Talent wins games, but teamwork and intelligence win championships.

A golden key will open every lock.

That golden key That opes the palace of eternity.

Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find expression for a joy, and you will intensify its ecstasy.

I always complained because my work was being interupted - until I realised the interuptions were my work.

A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman, seldome end well.

Governments last as long as the undertaxed can defend themselves against the overtaxed.

The bosom-weight, your stubborn gift, That no philosophy can lift.

CHRISTMAS DAY GOOD WILL TOWARD MEN Lo, God, our God has come! To us a Child is born, To us a Son is given; Bless, bless the blessed morn! O happy, lowly lofty birth, Now God, our God, has come to earth! Rejoice, our God has come! In love and lowliness; The Son of God has come The sons of men to bless. God with us now descend to dwell, God in our flesh, Immanuel. Praise ye the word made flesh! True God, true man is He. Praise ye the Christ of God! To Him all glory be. Praise ye the Lamb that once was slain, Praise ye the king that comes to reign.

Effective leadership is putting first things first. Effective management is discipline, carrying it out.

Gray sail against the sky, Gray butterfly! Have you a dream for going. Or are you the blind wind's blowing?

Who would not be that youth? What pity is it That we can die but once to save our country!

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

Education would be so much more effective if its purpose were to ensure that by the time they leave school every boy and girl should know how much they don't know, and be imbued with a lifelong desire to know it.

I do not hate a proud man, as I do hate the engendering of toads.

Yet the success of plans and the advantage to be derived from them do not at all times agree, seeing the gods claim to themselves the right to decide as to the final result.

I believe every human has a finite number of heartbeats. I don't intend to waste any of mine

To Paradise, the Arabs say, Satan could never find the way Until the peacock led him in.