“Loneliness is the first thing which God’s eye named not good.”

A good book is the precious lifeblood of a master spirit.

To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.

Solitude is sometimes the best society.

Where more is meant than meets the ear.

No institution which does not continually test its ideals, techniques and measure of accomplishment can claim real vitality.

Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.

None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license.

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.

When we speak of knowing God, it must be understood with reference to man’s limited powers of comprehension. God, as He really is, is far beyond man’s imagination, let alone understanding. God has revealed only so much of Himself as our minds can conceive and the weakness of our nature can bear.

Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.

The childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.

Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep.

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.

When you’re in the public eye, it’s wrong to cheat on someone, unless you’re very careful. If you’re normal and no one’s going to know, then do it.

Hug me from behind so we won’t have to stare the facts in the eye.

The Love in your eyes will forever hold a glimpse of me.

Blind eyes could look at me and see the truth.

Twinkle in her eyes and a thousand laughter lines; signs of life done right.

If you have a mother-in-law with only one eye and she has it in the center of her forehead, don’t keep her in the living room.

Until all Africans stand and speak as free human beings, equal in the eyes of the Almighty; until that day, the African continent shall not know peace.

The ambition of the greatest men of our generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us, but so long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work will not be over.