“What reason, like the careful ant, draws laboriously together, the wind of accident sometimes collects in a moment.”

The dignity of man into your hands is given; Oh, keep it well, with you it sinks or lifts itself to heaven.

Grace is the beauty of form under the influence of freedom.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

Ah, to that far distant strand Bridge there was not to convey, Not a bark was near at hand, Yet true love soon found the way.

Every great mind seeks to labor for eternity. All men are captivated by immediate advantages; great minds alone are excited by the prospect of distant good.

Love guides the stars towards each other, the world plan endures only through love.

Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.

Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.

The key to education is the experience of beauty.

In the case of a creative mind, it seems to me, the intellect has withdrawn its watchers from the gates, and the ideas rush in pell-mell and only then does it review and inspect the multitudes.

Speech is always bolder than action.

Uncommon men require no common trust; give him but scope and he will set the bounds.

A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished.

Joy is the mainspring in the whole Of endless Nature’s calm rotation. Joy moves the dazzling wheels that roll In the great Time-piece of Creation.

The world’s history is the world’s judgment.

It is play and only play that makes man complete.

In politics, nothing happens by accident. If it happens, you can bet it was planned that way.

Our persona was not created by accident; it was created in order to camouflage the parts of ourselves we deemed the most undesirable and to overcompensate for what we believe to be our deepest flaws. What persona are you hiding behind?

To the eye of failure success is an accident.

My existence was not random, nor was it an accident. God knew who He was creating, and He designed met for a specific work.

No birth is an accident, No experience is without meaning, and no life is without value.

It’s no accident many accuse me of conducting public affairs with my heart instead of my head. Well, what if I do?.. Those who don’t know how to weep with their whole heart don’t know how to laugh either.

The universe is too grand and harmonious to believe it’s all an accident.

The mere possession of a gun is, in itself, an urge to kill, not only by design, but by accident, by madness, by fright, by bravado.