“If the colored people made a mistake in voting for me, they ought to correct it.”

We grow by our dreams.

If you’ve made up your mind you can do something, you’re absolutely RIGHT.

It does not become America that within her borders, where every man is free to follow the dictates of his conscience, men should raise the cry of church against church. To do that is to strike at the very spirit and heart of America.

The cure for bad politics is the same as the cure for tuberculosis. It is living in the open.

You cannot tear up ancient rootages and safely plant the tree of liberty in soil that is not native to it.

Sometimes people call me an idealist. Well, that is the way I know I am an American. America is the only idealistic nation in the world.

Caution is the confidential agent of selfishness.

Today’s greatest labor-saving device is tomorrow.

To do things today exactly the way you did them yesterday saves thinking.

Power consists in one’s capacity to link his will with the purpose of others, to lead by reason and a gift of cooperation.

We have beaten the living, but we cannot fight the dead.

This was not after all a conventional war, a struggle between equally predacious powers; it was a war to end all wars.

Understanding is the soil in which grow all the fruits of friendship.

There is no higher religion than human service. To work for the common good is the greatest creed.

Government, in it’s last analysis, is organized force.

The man who disparages music as a luxury and non-essential is doing the nation an injury. Music now, more than ever before, is a national need.

I loved something about the space buns and the weird neon colors. I couldn’t just wear that in real life because people would look weirdly at me, but maybe at a party or something.

Color is crucial in painting, but it is very hard to talk about.

Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.

A good organization is like a box of crayons. You need different colors of the spectrum, but all the crayons should fit in the box.

When white and black and brown and every other color decide they’re going to live together as Christians, then and only then are we going to see an end to these troubles.

I’ll see a celadon green room in an 18th century New Hampshire house and just fall in love. Colors stay in my head.

He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color’d like his own, and having pow’r T’ enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey.

Wrapped in his sad-colored cloak, the Day, like a Puritan, standeth Stern in the joyless fields, rebuking the lingering color,– Dying hectic of leaves and the chilly blue of the asters,– Hearing, perchance, the croak of a crow on the desolate tree-top.