“No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man’s worth something.”

But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.

Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.

Night conceals a world but reveals a universe.

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.

Most progress is most failure.

Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.

Good to forgive, Best to forget.

Who knows most, doubts most.

Truth is within ourselves.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.

But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.

My sun sets to rise again.

Truth never hurts the teller.

Rejoice that man is hurled, From change to change unceasingly, His soul’s wings never furled!

Force and mind are opposites; morality ends where a gun begins.

A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.

Love makes everything complicated, and emotions always go wild in the beginning. But when it’s real, you should hold on tight.

Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.

A man’s real education begins after he has left school. True education is gained through the discipline of life.

In the beginning of a change the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot.

We are beginning to see the influence of dream upon reality and reality upon dream.

It all begins with forgiveness, because to heal the world, we first have to heal ourselves.