“This is servitude, To serve the unwise.”

Most men admire Virtue who follow not her lore.

Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam.

As therefore the state of man now is, what wisdom can there be to choose, what continence to forbear, without the knowledge of good and evil?

Solitude sometimes is best society.

Better to reign in hell than serve in heav’n.

Hell has no benefits, only torture.

Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.

All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield.

Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold.

Gratitude bestows reverence…..changing forever how we experience life and the world.

Neither prosperity nor empire nor heaven can be worth winning at the price of a virulent temper, bloody hands, an anguished spirit, and a vain hatred of the rest of the world.

God made thee perfect, not immutable.

There is nothing that making men rich and strong but that which they carry inside of them. True wealth is of the heart, not of the hand.

You can make hell out of heaven and heaven out of hell. It’s all in the mind.

For liberty hath a sharp and double edge, fit only to be handled by just and virtuous men; to bad and dissolute, it becomes a mischief unwieldy in their own hands.

Hard are the ways of truth, and rough to walk.

Poetry is a religion without hope. The poet exhausts himself in its service, knowing that, in the long run, a masterpiece is nothing but the performance of a trained dog on very shaky ground.

Dearest Lord, teach me to be generous; teach me to serve you as you deserve; to give and not to count the cost.

The secret to greatness is in serving everyone else.

When you discover your gift and authority, that gift attracts people. When people come to you, they are not really coming to you for you but for the gift and the vision that you are serving the humanity of your generation with.

The knowledge which we have acquired ought not to resemble a great shop without order, and without an inventory; we ought to know what we possess, and be able to make it serve us in need.

A woman’s dress should be like a barbed-wire fence: serving its purpose without obstructing the view.

Unless a piece really said something, I had no interest in it. I have got to know that I have served some purpose here.

If I really believe all lives have equal value, and if I use contraceptives, which I do, and if I’m counselling my son and my two daughters to use them, how am I not serving the women who don’t have access to the contraceptives they need?